Wednesday, 28 August 2013

BLIND LUST

Bob and I have been the closest of friends since we 
served together in the Air Force in Korea. We saved 
each other's butts against commanders trying to hang us 
with Article 15s too many times to keep count. That's a 
special kind of friendship which has nothing to do with 
being gay, which we are not. For a long time we lives 
apart from each other, but we stayed in contact through 
letters, telephone calls and more recently, Email. But 
we've always shared everything. 
We even work for the same company now. 

Bob saw an advertisement in the paper recently in a 
help wanted column, applied for it and came to work 
here, not knowing that I was also working at this 
company. I work in the acquisitions department while 
Mike is in charge of shipping and receiving so we only 
see each other on lunch breaks and after work. But we 
have begun a routine where we almost always spend 
weekends together and a lot of evenings as well.

So when I found myself becoming strongly attracted to 
my best friend's wife it really created a dilemma for 
me. If I just kept quiet about it he knew me well 
enough that he would sooner or later sense that 
something was wrong. On the other hand if I just came 
out and told him that Chee was giving me a raging hard 
on every time she blinked at me or walked by while we 
were watching a football game, could he blame me? 

Chee is mouth-watering gorgeous, five foot six inches 
of exquisite curves with long shining ash-blonde hair 
and a face that could do competition with Helen of Troy 
for instigating naval operations based on a bloodline 
of mixed Japanese/Caucasian bloodline that offers 
"American breasts, tummy and thighs" that is backed up 
by Asian facial features and olive skin. 

That's not even mentioning her delectable bosom. No bra 
devised by man can disguise the incredible combination 
of size and shape of those wonderful orbs. It had 
become impossible for me to keep my eyes off of her 
every slightest move. Of course she had noticed this 
and now and again had given me a glance in response 
that was anything but offended.

My own wife Virginia had noticed too. She wasn't 
confrontational about it though knowing that I wouldn't 
dream of doing anything that would hurt my best buddy. 
She's as different from Chee as two beautiful women can 
be. Where Chee is voluptuous and blonde Virginia is 
slender and dark haired with small but very sensitive 
breasts just right for sucking. Chee is a muscular 
athletic type like an Amazon porn star while Debbie is 
a business executive type built like a delicate fashion 
model. Both women are as stunningly attractive as they 
are different.

I finally decided when this had become unbearable that 
the only fair thing to do was to be straight up and 
honest with Bob. I hadn't decided on when and how to 
lay my cards on the table nor did I have any idea how 
to deal with the problem.

As she often does in such situations Lady Fate took a 
hand in the matter. The day I decided that I must talk 
with Bob about my feelings for Chee there was a minor 
crisis in his department so I didn't get to see him at 
lunch. Since we live quite close naturally we car pool 
and that evening it was my turn to drive home. 

When Bob met me on the way to my car in the parking lot 
he was in a great mood. He had been confronted with a 
difficult and complicated situation that day and had 
resolved it successfully. He had every reason to feel 
upbeat and proud of himself. He was still telling me 
about what had happened as I guided the car onto the 
freeway. My mind was whirling with the effort of trying 
to decide how to broach the subject of my problem with 
Chee.

"By the way," Bob spontaneously shifted direction in 
conversation, "Chee and I have been noticing that 
you've been a little uncomfortable around her lately."

A flash of sheer panic burst in my brain and I feared I 
was about to crash the car.

"Well, I wanted to tell you not to worry about it," he 
continued calmly as if reading my mind from my pale 
expression, "She's a real turn-on for any man so I 
can't blame you a bit. To tell the truth she admitted 
to me that she's rather flattered."

I let go a heavy sigh of relief, "Bob, you don't know 
how afraid I was that you'd be upset."

"Not at all," he laughed, "and I have to admit that 
I've had similar feelings about Virginia, too."

"Really?" I blurted in astonishment. Had I been so 
blinded by my lust for Chee that I was oblivious to 
everything else going on around me? Apparently so.

"She's so different from Chee. I guess it's the old 
thing about the grass always being greener on the other 
side or something like that."

The traffic had become especially heavy and we had come 
to a complete halt. I was still sorting out my 
bewilderment at the way my whole world had just 
changed.

"Chee and I often share our fantasies," Bob went on, 
"and to be honest a lot of mine have involved your 
wife. Does that bother you?"

"Not if my doing the same about your wife doesn't 
bother you," I laughed becoming more at ease.

"Well, in response Chee has told me about her fantasies 
about you."

My cock literally jumped in my pants making the 
operation of a motor vehicle even more hazardous. A 
million erotic images suddenly flooded my electrified 
brain. It was almost beyond belief that the blonde 
goddess who had so tormented my dreams also harbored 
such feelings for me.

My best friend chuckled pukishly, "Listen, if you're 
game for something wild and kinky I have an idea that 
might be a lot of fun for all of us."

Bob's suggestion was stimulating in the extreme and we 
decided to begin persuading our respective wives right 
away. That night as Virginia and I were engaged in 
nothing inconsequential I made my first move.

"Do you remember that fantasy you told me about," I 
whispered as I passed my thrusts, "the one about the 
blindfold?"

I occasionally broke my steady rhythm with a 
punctuating hard thrust. She was making her soft little 
cry each time I pushed into her. Her hands were clasped 
tightly about my buttocks urging me on.

"Oh yes," she sighed nearing her climax, "being 
blindfolded and made love to by a man I could not see."

"Do you think you could tell if it was me or not?" I 
asked.

"Oh yes, do it just like that, a little harder!" she 
moaned, "I think I could up to a point. After that I 
probably wouldn't care!" Her orgasm was approaching 
quickly. She began to undulate beneath me like a 
dancer. I accelerated my movements. 

"How about if we do it? I'll take you somewhere, 
undress you and blindfold you, then leave. A man will 
then come and make love to you. You won't know if it's 
me or not."

"Uhm, I like that! Oh yes! I'm coming!" she wailed 
writhing under me in delight, the intensity of her 
climax enhanced by the spiciness of her fantasy as I 
felt her cream beginning to coat my nuts pressed 
against her anal cavity. She slowly calmed and regained 
her breathing. "You can talk me into anything when I'm 
coming. But listen, if it isn't you then you had better 
make damn sure it's someone you really trust with me."

"Like who?" I teased.

"Oh," she paused to consider, "maybe like Bob."

The next morning when I picked up Bob at his place he 
fairly leapt into the car. He quickly revealed the 
cause of his excitement.

"It worked perfectly!" he chimed happily, "Chee's 
always been pretty adventurous and a little kinky too, 
so when I suggested the blindfold scenario she jumped 
for it. She said it would be fun imagining while being 
taken that it wasn't me doing to it her but someone 
else, like you!"

So I told him about Virginia and he fell back into the 
car seat laughing.

"Okay, so now how exactly are we going to do this?" I 
asked.

We made our plans with careful coordination. Bob and I 
usually went bowling every Friday night, something 
Virginia had never developed any interest in. So she 
had no reason to suspect anything when I kissed her 
goodbye and hurried out the door.

Near our community is a back road that is almost always 
deserted with lots of tree grooves. I drove to the one 
we had pre-arranged and parked between two trees out of 
sight from the road. Getting out stopped among the 
bushes near a grassy area and waited.

I didn't have to wait very long. Soon a pair of 
headlights turned onto the road and approached the 
groove. Bob's van pulled up beside the trees and the 
lights went out. From where I watched I could just make 
out the two figures of Mike and Chee embracing and 
kissing in the front seat. I waited, my pulse pounding 
in my ears like a jack hammer. 

Both of them disappeared into the back of the van. 
Several minutes passed with my tension growing with 
every passing second. Then the panel door slid open and 
both of them stepped into the bright moonlight. Chee 
was naked, her tall deliciously shaped body gleaming 
like the ivory statue in the dark, of a mythical 
goddess. 

My desperate organ swelled to full hardness instantly. 
Bob was dressed and carrying a blanket. They walked 
slowly to the middle of the grassy clearing where he 
spread the blanket on the soft grass. Chee then 
embraced him excitedly and they went to their knees in 
a deep kiss. Then he broke the kiss and pulled a long 
piece of black cloth from his pocket. He looped it 
around her face and tied it behind her head across her 
eyes. I could hear her panting in excitement. Then Bob 
fondled her heaving breasts.

"I'm going to leave you now," I heard him whisper to 
her, "and a man is going to come and enjoy you. It may 
be me or it may be someone else. But you must not take 
the blindfold off."

Bob kissed her again before he stood and hurried back 
to the van. Chee sat there with her legs to one side 
shivering from the night air and anticipation. I 
stripped quickly and quietly, leaving my clothes in a 
pile where I could find them in the dark. My cock was 
raging hard and straight up as I stepped towards her on 
bare feet. Looking down on her indescribably body I 
could barely control myself. She could hear me 
approaching and was visibly trembling with both fear 
and arousal.

I knelt and touched her face with my hands before 
kissing her gently but heatedly. She jumped at my first 
touch then accepted my kiss and let my tongue pursue 
hers into her mouth. My arms went around her as my 
hands explored every curve and detail of her divine 
body. She was trembling. Breaking our kiss I brought my 
lips to one breast where I feasted on her erect nipple 
while my free hand cupped and squeezed the other 
perfect globe.

"That feels so good, just a little harder," she cooed, 
"Please Bob, or whoever you are I don't care, take me 
now!"

She lay back on the blanket and extended her arms over 
her head making her look even longer and more 
languorous than ever. My hands were on both of her 
breasts squeezing them firmly then I reached with my 
right hand to cup her blonde mound. She was steaming 
hot to my touch.

"No more!" she whimpered pitifully, "Take me, please!"

Nor could I wait another second. My raging organ was 
about to bust with excitement at entering her hot wet 
cave before moving over her. She opened her long strong 
legs and clasped them about my hips as if to eventually 
lock her ankles across my bare ass as I guided my cock 
into her opening. The instant the head touched her 
wetness it seemed to suck me inside hungrily. She 
arched her back instinctively and cried out as I had 
slid all the way into her with one push. Somehow the 
hot tightness of her vaginal flesh grasping my organ 
felt subtly different from Virginia's. As she clawed at 
the blanket with both hands I pulled back just a little 
and then plunged back into her. 

Unable to restrain myself any longer I moved faster 
plunging into her eagerly accepting femaleness. I 
gripped her hips with my hands as she braced herself on 
the ground with both arms and raised her writhing hips 
her body moving in perfect harmony to my thrusts. She 
made love as if it were an athletic performance. The 
lean strong muscles of her thighs and the concave belly 
rippled as they suctioned me deeper into her with every 
movement. Both of our bodies were gleaming with 
perspiration inspite of the night coolness.

"Oh God, Don!  Jim!  I don't care! Just fuck me, 
harder! Harder!" she shrieked in agonized ecstasy 
bucking and twisting violently. My own juices were 
boiling up from every gland with irresistible pressure. 
I fell forward over her feeling her orbs pillowing 
against my chest. Our bodies slid together on the 
dampness of our flesh. Her fingers dug savagely into my 
shoulders as I started to come, shooting my baby-makers 
in a surge after surge erupting into her womb. 

As the last spasm escaped my embedded organ I lay 
panting and almost unconscious over her. She lay almost 
limp making soft moans and sighs. Slowly and awkwardly 
I raised myself on my arms and sat back. I looked 
towards the van. The panel door was open but I couldn't 
see anyone. I tried to stand and almost staggered. 
Somehow I made my way back to where I had hidden my 
clothes.

"Exactly where are we going?" Virginia asked me the 
following evening after I picked her up following an 
important business meeting. She was dressed in an 
elegant wool skirt and business jacket with a crisp 
white blouse that complimented her long silky dark hair 
perfectly.

"Does it matter?" I asked with a smile, "How about a 
damp, dangerous old warehouse down by the waterfront?" 
I was changing lanes after getting onto the freeway 
heading towards the suburbs. To the west the sun was 
clearing the horizon turning the ocean into a carpet of 
deep blue fringed with gold and crimson. By the time we 
reached the offramp to our suburb it was already dark.

As we drove I had been fondling her thigh and caressing 
her hand as I often do in the car. She sat silently, 
icy elegant in her perfect makeup and a glazed look in 
her large dark eyes that told me she was aroused but 
apprehensive. I turned off the main road and followed 
the dirt road around behind the grove to where Bob's 
van had been parked the night before. I halted the car 
and switched off the engine.

"Are you ready for this?" I asked.

She turned towards me, eyes flashing, "Are you ready 
for it?"

Then she opened the door and stepped out. As I got the 
blanket from the back seat she unbuttoned her jacket 
and laid it on the front car seat. I came around the 
car and met her lusty gaze calmly. Laying the blanket 
on the hood for the moment I drew her towards me and 
unbuttoned her blouse. Her bra had a snap in the front 
which I undid and pulled it away to expose her 
perfectly shaped breasts to the night air. She was 
gasping, her lips slightly parted. 

Reaching down I undid her skirt and drew it down about 
her ankles. Her panties had two little bows on either 
side of her hips which I undid and drew them away 
leaving her wearing only her open blouse, her black 
garter belt and her stockings and shoes. Taking the 
blanket again I led her by the hand out to the grassy 
clearing.

Once there I spread the blanket over the soft grass and 
she knelt on it extending those long slender legs to 
one side. Even in the moonlight she looked as if she 
were posing for a fashion ad. I knelt before her and 
offered her a kiss to which she responded intensely. 
Then I pulled the black cloth strip from my pocket and 
secured it around her eyes.

"Are you frightened?" I asked noticing that she was 
shivering.

"Yes," she sighed, "I love to be frightened."

"I'm going to leave now. A man will come and make love 
to you. It may be me, it may be someone else, that's 
the fantasy."

"If it is someone else!" she hesitated.

"Yes?"

"Tell him not to be too gentle, I want to come, and I 
want to feel his come as he shoots it into me!"

With that I stood and moved away back to the car. I 
waited for some time and was beginning to fear that Bob 
had been unable to get away from Chee as we had 
planned. Then I saw a movement on the other side of the 
clearing. Bob appeared stepping into the moonlight 
naked. He moved quickly across the grass on bare feet. 
Virginia apparently heard him approach and she 
straightened tensely.

He knelt over her from behind reaching around her to 
cup her breasts with both hands. I could hear her moan 
and whimper. She turned her head and accepted his kiss 
as he caressed her breasts with growing ardor. Then he 
was kissing and nipping at her rounded shoulders with 
his lips as he urged her onto her hands and knees.

I had my own organ free of my jeans by now and was 
stroking it quickly. On the blanket Bob had positioned 
himself behind Virginia and was fondling the cheeks of 
her ass. Then he lunged while grasping her hips and she 
cried in joy. He must have heard what she had said 
about not being gentle because he was pistoning into 
her with machine-like energy. 

"That's it! Do it to me, harder! Do it harder!" she 
cried and blurted between gasps.

So he did, accelerating his thrusts making loud fleshy 
slapping sounds punctuated with sighs and moans. 
Virginia reared upright reaching behind her to dig her 
fingernails into his flanks as she went over the edge 
into orgasmic nirvana. Bob's powerful arms encircled 
her as he tensed and shot her full of his cream, 
cumming furiously inside her. Finally she collapsed 
forward onto the blanket. Bob stood slowly, looking 
understandably dazed, his cum continuing to seep from 
the end of his cock as it stringed from her hot wetness 
that now housed millions of his baby-makers.

I had by now spewed my load into the grass near the 
car. I had never imagined it would be such a strong 
vicarious turn-on to watch another man enjoying my 
wife. As I leaned back against the car trying to regain 
my composure Bob rushed back across the clearing. After 
a few minutes I crossed from my side to Virginia and 
knelt over her.

She stirred to semi-consciousness as I touched her 
shoulder. I lifted both her and the blanket in my arms 
and carried her back to the car.

"Uhm, that was fun," she purred as I carried her.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I answered, "but you'll 
never know if it was me or not."

"Oh yes I will," she assured me as I placed her in the 
car.

When I got to my side I asked, "How will you know?"

"Well, when you suggested this fantasy," she began 
cuddling next to me, "I talked with Chee and she told 
me that Bob had suggested the same thing to her. The 
idea that you two were conspiring to actually do such a 
thing got us both turned on as we talked about it. So 
we agreed we'd go along with it but each of us would 
mark the man we were with."

I gulped feeling a slight sting from the scratches on 
the back of my shoulders.

"When we get home," Virginia continued, "I'm going to 
see if you've got scratch marks on your shoulders from 
Chee or on your hips from me. Chee's going to do the 
same with Bob."

Then she leaned over and kissed my cheek, "They'll be 
coming over in about an hour so we can compare notes. 
Then we'll just see where this little game of yours is 
going to take us."

When they came over, the cats were out of the bag.  We 
all got undressed and once again Virginia and Bob were 
almost immediately into each other's arms and I saw Bob 
slip his uncovered cock into her folds at the top of 
her thighs. Chee almost immediately sat down next to me 
and began milking my cock to its extreme hardness, 
before sitting on my lap and sliding her hot wetness 
down onto my pole of lust.  I felt an immediate desire 
to cum and as I shot into her tummy, I glanced over and 
could see Bob's body going through a series of twinges 
as he shot his wad into my wife's belly

After we finished out lovemaking that afternoon we all 
decided that our homes were too big for just the 4 of 
us, so Bob and Chee helped us to move into their home.  
We got two large King-sized bed mattresses to put on 
the floor in their previous master bedroom and the 
women sewed a set of large double-King sized sheets and 
blankets to fit and accomodate us.  

A couple of months later Chee's tummy began to swell 
and Bob and I compared notes... it was obvious that she 
was growing my baby inside her belly as he had not 
fucked her since our original times together. The next 
month, Virginia missed her monthly period. Bob and I 
took both the women to the local OB-GYN who confirmed 
that he and I were both going to be Daddy(s). 

We no longer make love with blindfolds on and the women 
know when they are being fucked. Yes, now that they are 
both pregnant, sometimes we go back and fuck our 
original mates, just for old times' sake. Our OB-GYN 
has advised that both babies are girls, so maybe when 
the time comes our blindfolding experience can 
continue...

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