I think you know that I have spent my last years chronicling my life with women who, next to my children, were the best part of a very full and rich life. I presume you have read most of the stories Saint Peter, and I am willing to be judged on my record.
However, there is one story (really a series of stories) for which I do not wish to take credit, or corresponding blame. I have not always been in good with the Lord, Saint Peter, but I realize that these episodes may strain the envelop of blasphemy, as it were. There was some serious breaking of the 10 Commandments, not to mention Sodomy (both kinds – which is to say front and back) and the adultery was not just with one woman not my wife, but two! And that is just the first episode. I feared at the time that I could be subject to scathing criticism for leading some of the Lord's children astray.
But what can I say? It wasn't my fault! I was seduced by this incredible woman, a deacon's daughter no less (yeah, I know I will have to answer for that preacher's daughter in El Paso, but that was pretty much a mutual thing and you know she was going to lose her virginity sooner rather than later, and you know she really had a great first experience). I didn't go looking for her but I seemed to be drawn in by this incredibly compatible sexuality.
It all started with a relatively innocuous comment and suggestion that I gave to "HornyBabe" (yeah, I know, Pete, the name says it all, doesn't it – should have seen this one coming). She seemed genuinely grateful for my comments and quickly published another interesting story that I commented on. I know you will get the irony here but my principle comment was that she forgot to describe the disposition of the jism that her female protagonist sucked out of her boss's dick.
In the process of discussing our writing, I found out that she was quite an interesting woman – Mother of three, only one lover, her husband, from a strict religious background, but wanting at 30 to explore her sexuality. I mean she had fantasies about things that even I hadn't done and you know that's saying something.
So we got to talking in that uninhibited way you do on the Internet and I was essentially helpless to resist her charm until too late. In my defense, I've got to point out that she was emailing every Tom, Rob, and Harry who read her stories, so I wasn't the only one unable to resist her charm. She claimed she didn't send them pictures of her fabulous tits, or cyberfuck them, but I not too sure about cyber sucking them. Who knows, maybe she was stringing us all along. Maybe you can tell me, St. Peter.
Anyway, I began to lose it with her when she told me that she had shaved her pussy ( for me? Her husband? Rob?) and didn't wear panties. I mean that's really not fair, St Pete. You know I love pussy more than anything but I really love shaved pussy because it tastes so sweet. I'm sorry, am I embarrassing you?
But what totally captured me was when she read my second story. She said it was "hot" but I kidded her about her ennui. She then came back with a graphic description of masturbating in her bedroom with two hands in her vagina while imagining me "plunging my cock into her cunt." Wheew! That added a little lead to my pencil, I can tell you.
So I started fucking her over the Internet and it becomes something more. Oh, and did I tell you that she sends me a pictures of her shaved pussy? Geez, I could almost smell her scent all the way from Iowa. And not one but two pictures, with the second showing the longhorn grip on her cunt that gets her over the top. Oops, I guess masturbation is a sin, huh?
And then she shares the whole thing with her best friend, Stacey (and several other un-named friends who were told less), which thrills me like an exhibitionist that Stacey is watching us cyber fuck and makes me think this Kiki (now Kiki1 on Literotica) is for real and maybe I am the only one. All those orgasms sounded real (wished I could hear one – but I guess I'm getting ahead of myself).
By the way, what's your reading on exhibitionism? It's not mentioned in the Bible. And how about not wearing panties to church? Stacey and I will have to take the blame for that, if you decide it's a sin. It was great fun for us all, but I thought it would be OK with the Lord as long as she didn't flash her pussy at anybody during the sermon or the prayers.
So I ask you, did she seduce me? Don't I get a little credit for being the seducee instead of the seducer?
So you can see where I'm going with this. I thought I could write this off as a freebie. Not my fault. I know there's nothing in the bible about cyber fucking. Except I knew that it felt like adultery and I began to wonder whether that was enough. She did have a way of making it real – almost had to check my cock to see whether it was wet after we finished. It was as though we had a wire connecting the end of my dick to the bottom of her pussy over 2000 miles away. Of course I had no way of knowing whether this vixen was doing Tom and the others but, frankly, I thought there was no way she had enough time. Although she is a night owl.
I was fat and happy with my rationalization that it wasn't really adultery as long as we didn't actually do it or see one another (we both knew what would happen then). But that all changed the day her husband, Bud, called me. And that's where this story really starts.
I was sitting at my desk around 5 pm waiting for a letter to be finished when the call came in. The receptionist said it was Bud Kastner or something like that – she didn't recognize the name and wanted to know whether I wanted her to find out what it was about. I told her no. Surprised though I was, I thought I knew who the caller was, but not why. My first thought was "Is he here in town?"; "Does he have a gun?" My heart was in my throat as I picked up and punched the line button.
"Hello," I ventured.
"Mac?"
"One and the same. Is this Kiki's husband?"
"Yes. Nice to meet you," Bud replied with some cheer in his voice.
"Well, that's good to hear," I said. "I was rather worried that you might not be too favorably disposed toward your wife's pen pal."
"Are you kidding? You wouldn't believe the benefits that I have derived from Kiki's relationship with you. I know you two are in lust and practically in love, but I think I've gotten more ass in the last three months than in the last three years. She's lost 25 pounds, shaved her pussy, and is now sucking me like a hoover – and she swallows," were his laudatory comments, much to my surprise.
"I'm relieved and happy to hear that you are getting some good things out of Kiki's Internet escapades," I said with relief in my voice. "How can I help you, Bud?"
"I feel like I owe you and Kiki a fantasy fulfillment weekend," he replied with a slight chuckle in his voice. "She has persuaded me that her life will not be complete unless she gets to fuck someone besides me and I've decided that you are the one."
"REALLY," I exclaimed. Our unrealistic fantasy that he would send his wife to California to get her brains fucked out, loomed larger. "What did you have in mind?"
"Well I thought that if you could get to Iowa, I could take the kids away for a weekend. You and Kiki could have exclusive time together at our house from Friday evening to Sunday afternoon," he explained.
"That is an intriguing prospect. What would you expect we would do over that weekend?" I asked tentatively. I couldn't believe our luck, but wanted to be sure that there was no misunderstanding about my lewd intentions for his wife.
"I would hope and expect that you would help Kiki realize any and all of her fantasies that could possibly be accomplished in and around Madison without scandalizing her church and family," he chuckled. "I know it may be hard for you to believe but I actually understand Kiki's longing for some of the adventures that she missed growing up in a sheltered life and marrying too early. She has had only one lover in her life and I know she will always regret it if she doesn't sample some of her wild side. I don't want this to be a monologue, but I feel from what she has said of you that you respect both of our marriages and would not threaten our somewhat conservative life."
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