Now and Forever--Let's Make Love (7 page)
When Greg got home later that evening, Mary Kate, dressed in a filmy nightgown and peignoir set she hadn’t worn since their
honeymoon, greeted him at the door. Before he was through the door, she pressed her body against his and kissed him, driving
her tongue deep into his mouth. Greg dropped his briefcase and held her tightly. “Not that I’m complaining,” he said when
they finally parted, “but what was that for?”
“I’ll tell you all about it later,” Mary said, pulling Greg’s arms from the sleeves of his jacket. She was surprised at how
brave and aggressive she felt. She realized that she didn’t want to make love to Greg—she wanted to fuck his brains out. She
almost dragged him into the bedroom, and as soon as they were both naked, she grasped his already-hard cock and pulled him
on top of her. Their lovemaking was hard and quick and thoroughly satisfying for them both.
When they had calmed, Mary slowly told Greg about her encounter with 4NewGames. Greg listened in silence, trying not to let
his mouth hang open. When she had finished, he said, “You really did that?”
Suddenly shy again, Mary remained silent. She knew that Greg could feel her withdrawing, and then she felt his arms holding
her close. “I think that’s fantastic,” he said. “I’ve tried every way I could think of to help you realize how much more there
is to lovemaking, but it seems that you found a way to learn all by yourself.”
“You really don’t mind?”
“Mind?” Greg said, hugging her still more tightly. “I think it’s great.”
Mary hesitated. “While NewGames and I were … well, you know, I couldn’t decide whether I was cheating on you.”
“I don’t think it’s cheating if you tell me about it. If you did it in secret with no intention of ever telling me, that might
be different.”
Mary turned within Greg’s embrace. “That’s kind of the way I felt, too.”
“You must have found it very exciting, judging from my reception earlier.”
“Oh, I certainly did. And NewGames asked me whether I could bring you along sometime.”
“You mean I could watch you while you and he play?”
Mary raised an eyebrow. “It’s as close to a three-some as you’ll ever get.”
Greg had always fantasized about watching Mary make love to someone else, but he also realized that he wouldn’t be able to
deal with the jealousy. This seemed like some sort of delicious compromise. And Mary had suggested it. “That might be a gas.”
It was a surprise to both Greg and Mary that their sex life changed markedly after that evening. Mary seemed more open to
suggestions. They played games and ordered a few toys from a catalog. A few weeks later, Greg lay on the bed, holding Mary’s
hand. “Would you really consider chatting online while I watch?”
“Sure. But I’d tell the other person that you were there.”
“That’s okay, I guess.”
“You never know who’s on the other end of the conversation really, but not telling would feel like lying somehow.”
“Yeah, I understand. Maybe you could get that guy you were with the last time.”
“I could see whether he’s on-line.” Already excited at the possibilities this opened up, Mary got her laptop, connected the
modem to the bedside phone line, and logged on. She used the “Find Another User” function and discovered that 4New-Games was
logged. She sent him a message and asked if he would meet her in a private room. In a few minutes, 1ShyGirl and 4NewGames
were alone together in a cyberroom called NewThings.
| 4NEWGAMES: | Hi, Mary Kate. How have you been? I missed you. |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Hi. My husband’s here with me. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Hi, husband. What’s your name? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | His name’s Greg. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Hi, Greg. Mary Kate told you about the games we played? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | I told him. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Does he want to play, too? |
“Greg,” Mary said, “do you want to play?”
“This is really weird, but yes, I do.”
| 1SHYGIRL: | Yes. He says he does. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Great. What are you wearing, Mary Kate? And what’s Greg got on? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | I’m wearing jeans, a sweatshirt, and underwear. Greg’s the same. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Okay. Both of you strip to the waist. |
“Is this really okay?” Mary asked. “I’m really turned on.”
“Me, too,” Greg said as he dragged his sweatshirt off over his head.
| 1SHYGIRL: | Both of us are stripped. This is really strange. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | I know, and it’s really hot, isn’t it? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Yes. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Mary Kate, together we learned about your body. Remember? Did you tell Greg all about that? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Yes, I remember--and yes, I did tell Greg. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | I enjoy teaching people like you about the joys of exploration. There’s so much good sex. |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Like what? |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Greg, how does Mary Kate taste? |
“How do you taste?” Greg said. “I never thought about that, I guess. You taste like you.”
| 1SHYGIRL: | Greg says I taste like me. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Greg, lick Mary Kate’s lips with the tip of your tongue; then take the keyboard and tell me how she tastes. |
Greg licked Mary’s lips, then pushed his tongue into her mouth. He explored her teeth and tongue, tasting. Then he took the
laptop from Mary Kate.
| 1SHYGIRL: | She tastes sweet, and slightly of mint. She had a Tic Tac earlier and I can still taste it. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Good. How do her nipples taste? |
Greg set the laptop aside, leaned over, and tasted Mary Kate’s nipples with the flat of his tongue.
| 1SHYGIRL: | She tastes slightly perfumy and delicious. Her nipples are getting hard now, too. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | That’s good, Greg. Look at the rest of her. Can you tell that she’s excited just from looking at her? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | I’m looking carefully. She’s smiling, maybe a bit embarrassed by me staring at her. Her face looks soft; her lips are parted. She’s flushed and she can’t seem to sit still. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | How does she sound? Is she panting? Can you hear her breathing hard? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Yes. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Mary Kate, take off your pants and everything else you’re wearing. We need to explore further. |
Mary Kate stood up, pulled off her socks, jeans, and panties, and lay back down on the bed. Greg was beside her, cross-legged,
with the laptop between his knees. He turned the screen so Mary Kate could again see what he was typing.
| 1SHYGIRL: | She’s naked now. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | How does she smell? Hot? Is she very aroused? Don’t use anything but your sense of smell. |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Yes, she’s very hot. I love the smell of her heat. |
“I always hate the way I smell,” Mary Kate said. “It’s fishy and yucky.”
“I have always loved your scent. It makes me hungry for you.”
“It does?”
| 4NEWGAMES: | Are you still there? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Sorry. We’re still here. Mary Kate doesn’t think she smells good. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | I think women smell so sexy when they’re hot. Don’t you agree, Greg? |
| 1SHYGIRL: | I sure do. Mary Kate’s looking very surprised. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | I can imagine. Most women I’ve chatted with here are surprised. Actually, I regret that when I have sex with a woman on-line, I can’t see, smell, or taste her. How does she taste? Lick her sweet pussy and let me know how she tastes. |
Greg pushed the computer to one side of the bed, spread Mary Kate’s legs, and crawled between them.
“Greg, this feels so slutty, somehow.”
“Is that bad?” Greg asked, settling between his wife’s thighs.
“I guess not. But it’s so, so … It’s like making love with someone watching.”
“I find that a real turn-on, but we can sign off anytime you want.”
Mary Kate hesitated. “No. It’s a turn-on for me, too.” Greg turned his attention to Mary Kate’s pussy. He lapped at her soaked
skin, exploring every crevice. As he pushed his tongue between her inner lips and penetrated, he held Mary Kate’s hips tightly
to keep her still. “You taste wonderful.” He remained between her legs and reached over to type with one finger.
| 1SHYGIRL: | She tastes spicy and a bit salty. And she’s never been so wet. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Feel her pussy. Use one finger and feel everywhere, inside and out. Does she feel different? Is her clit very big and hard? Rub it slowly, all around. And while you do, notice what makes her shiver--what’s really good for her. This is making me so hot. I want Mary Kate to type. I’m going to take out my cock and I want her to tell me what she’s feeling. It’s going to be hard for her to type, but please, do it for me while I stroke myself. I want to share your pleasure. |
Mary Kate took the laptop as Greg rubbed and stroked and caressed her cunt. It was hard for her to concentrate on the keyboard,
but if NewGames wanted her to type, it was the least she could do. He was teaching them so much about pleasure.
| 1SHYGIRL: | He’s touching me. It’s hard to type, hard to think about anything but his finger. He’s pushing it inside me now and rubbing the walls of my cunt. I want to come, but yet I don’t. So good. Are you rubbing yourself, too? |
| 4NEWGAMES: | I am. And I’m picturing you and Greg. I love to think about how hot you are. Tell Greg to put two, then three fingers inside you and fuck you with them. While he’s doing that, tell him to lick you, too. I want you to come while I’m here. |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Yes |
Mary Kate was now totally beyond any ability to type. Greg was lapping at her cunt while three fingers moved in and out of
her pussy. “Greg, you’ll make me come if you keep that up,” she groaned.
“Do it. Come baby.” He flicked his tongue over her swollen clit.
She did come, screaming one long tone.
Waves of orgasm squeezed Greg’s fingers. “I can feel you come,” Greg said, amazed. He drew her clit between his lips and sucked
while the spasms continued. Later, while Mary Kate quieted, Greg took the laptop.
| 1SHYGIRL: | She came good. It was sensational. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Now it’s our turn, Greg. I’m already nude, but you need to strip, too. |
| 1SHYGIRL: | Okay |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Mary Kate, I want you to do to Greg what I’m doing to my cock. |
Breathless, but wanting to bring both Greg and NewGames off, Mary Kate watched the screen. NewGames’s responses became much
slower.
| 4NEWGAMES: | Hard for me to type now. I’m holding my cock in one hand, rubbing from the tip to my balls. |
As Greg lay on the bed, watching the screen, Mary Kate rubbed Greg’s cock, following NewGames’s instructions.
| 4NEWGAMES: | Now I’m rubbing the fluid that’s leaking around the cockhead, and stroking. I’m licking my hand so it’s slippery and rubbing up and down. So hard to type. Feels so good. So close. Gonna cum. |
Mary Kate licked her hand, then rubbed the full length of Greg’s cock. She’d never done anything like this before, but it
was wonderful to watch the pleasure on Greg’s face. His eyes closed and Mary Kate could see the muscles in his belly tense.
“Now, baby. Squeeze hard and pump.”
She did, and Greg came, jets of thick white fluid squirting from the tip and falling onto his chest and belly. “Oh shit,”
he hissed. “Oh shit.”
Mary Kate glanced at the screen and no new words appeared.
When she was confident that Greg was spent, she returned to the keyboard.
| 1SHYGIRL: | Did you come? Greg did, and it was so exciting to watch. I’ve never done that before. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Yes. I came, too. I was picturing your hand on my cock, Mary Kate, and I came so good. |
| 1SHYGIRL: | You can’t see my face, but I’m grinning. This was marvelous. Greg’s nodding. He liked it, too. |
| 4NEWGAMES: | Yes, it was. One thing before we meet again … |
| 1SHYGIRL: | What? |
| 4NEWGAMES: | I think you really must change your screen name. Shy Girl really doesn’t apply anymore. |
Mary Kate and Greg laughed as she typed, “It really doesn’t, does it?”
Everyone at every age has fantasies about everything from telling the boss exactly what to do with his overtime work, to winning
the lottery, to being becalmed on a sailboat with Sean Penn or Heather Locklear.
This section and the ones at the ends of the next three chapters contain fantasies that you and your partner can read aloud
to get your juices flowing. They cover all sorts of sexual activities, and like all fantasies, are populated by heroes and
heroines with perfect bodies who can perform sex flawlessly and frequently. However, this should not prevent you from picturing
yourself participating in the exciting things the characters are doing. In fantasies, there are no diseases, no unwanted pregnancies,
no past and no future for the characters. Therefore, there is no need for condoms. Would that real life were as kind.
Fantasies are of two types: those that you would actually like to act out and those that are fun to dream about but that you
would never consider actually doing. Of course, the line between participation and dreaming differs from person to person,
so if your partner bookmarks one of the “Ageless Fantasies” or a story anywhere in this book, be sure you know which group
the desire falls into.
