“You were serious?” Marie asks.
“Well, uh…yeah.”
“Jack, this is the guy I was telling you about, Steve.”
“Nice to meet you, Steve. Marie said you might bring us some goodies?”
“I did.” Opening my bag, I pull out the pie and place it on the counter. The aroma of cinnamon and apples creeps through the odors of the musty bar. Marie picks it up, puts it under her nose, and inhales deeply. A big smile overtakes her as she lets out a heavy sigh. I determine that now is the right time, so I pull out the bag with the cheeseburgers and fries in it. The last thing I give them are the shakes.
The smiles on their faces are priceless. Jack takes the burger in his gigantic hands and bites into it. The moan that comes from his throat tells me that he’s enjoying the treat. Marie is daintier with her burger. She takes small bites around the edges and works her way to the middle.
Jack swallows the last of his burger and then asks, “So, how exactly do you know my wife?”
Not knowing what Marie told him, the wheels in my head spin quickly to give him an answer that will make sense. I don’t want to offend either of them and don’t want to contradict whatever she may have told him.
***************
Marie is an online friend that emailed me last month to let me know that she and her husband were returning to the United States for a two-week vacation. It’d been a long time since they’d been home, and they were looking forward to coming back to America for some R&R.
They moved to Singapore three years ago when he took a job there. Growing up in the Midwest, she missed it tremendously and couldn’t wait to get back to her childhood home.
I got to know her because of an erotic fiction blog she hosts. It contains stories from multiple authors, including herself. Marie is an excellent writer, and I enjoyed reading her material for years.
Having read my share of porn on the Internet, not just on Marie’s site, I decided to give writing a try. The topic came easy. I’d had a reoccurring dream over the past month, so I decided to use it as my story and began typing it into my computer.
The repeated dream took place during my high school years. Playing out various scenarios of my early life, my dream morphed into how things could have been if I had acted differently. I used some of those experiences to create characters and begin my story. I didn’t live a fascinating life as a teenager, so I embellished some of those experiences to make them more exciting. No harm, I told myself; after all, I’m writing fiction. Before long, my tale took shape, and my characters took on lives of their own.
It took two months to finish my story. It was long, very long. Longer than any other story I’d read online. I knew I needed to condense it…to make it better, so I poked around the Internet to see if anyone could assist me. It was then that I remembered reading on Marie’s blog that she liked to help others with their writing, so I decided to send her an email.
It took a while, but she finally answered and told me to send her what I had written. After reading it, she emailed me back, telling me the story was good, but it needed a lot of work to make it better. We worked on it for months, becoming friends in the process.
During this time, Marie told me that guys liked to send her pictures of their cocks and how much she appreciated it. That shocked me. Why? I don’t know, but it did. I guess I just never thought about a woman wanting to be flooded with “dick pics” from random guys. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed normal…I mean, I certainly wouldn’t mind if a woman sent me pictures of her tits or pussy. I mentioned this to Marie, but she made it clear that she never solicited the pictures nor returned photos of herself. She did, however, get off while looking at naked pictures of her readers, both men, and women.
I’m a pretty conservative guy in my “normal” life, and I’d never (EVER) thought about sending a picture of my cock to anyone. That seemed way too personal for me. The more I thought about Marie receiving images of her readers, the more I got turned on by assuming that a woman would get off by seeing a picture of my cock. One thing led to another, and one day, I decided to cave and send her one of me jacking off while reading one of her stories. I’d never done anything like that before and immediately felt regret after pressing the ‘Send’ button. I immediately hoped that my actions didn’t damper the friendship we’d formed.
A couple of days later, Marie replied and told me how much she liked the picture of my cock. I was shocked. Why? I don’t know, but I was. I replied, thanking her for the compliment. It did turn me on to think that she had my picture, but I was also really apprehensive about what I’d done. When she wrote that she thought my cock was the perfect size for giving head and that she imagined how great it would feel in her pussy, I got hard. I replied that I was sure she told all the guys that, but she assured me that she didn’t.
A few days later, I received an email from Marie. The subject line read: I know I’m breaking my own rule, but…
I opened the email and couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a picture of Marie standing in front of a mirror, nude. Her blonde hair was curled, and she was wearing bright red lipstick. Her breasts were round and firm, and her beautiful nipples jutted from her glorious globes. Marie shaved her pussy bald, and it looked delicious. I jerked off to that picture and came hard. I sent her an email confessing how much her picture turned me on, and she told me she was happy about that and then sent me another, this time from a different angle. Shit! She was beautiful and sexy. She told me that after she masturbated to my picture, she decided to send me the second one. Well, I couldn’t resist; I sent her a second one of me, with my cock standing tall and proud.
We continued to work on my story through all of this until it was where she thought it was about as good as it would get. It was still novel-sized, so she suggested removing the explicit sex and submitting it to an agent. I did. It was rejected. Three times. When I told Marie this, she offered to take another look at it to see how we could fix it. She assured me that it was a good book and that she would help me get it in shape to be published.
That’s when she told me they were coming to America for a short vacation. Knowing that I didn’t live far from San Francisco, Marie explained that she and Jack had a two-day layover in the bay area and asked if we could meet in person. She wanted to introduce me to her husband. Crap! Her husband? Really? I was hesitant, perhaps even a little scared, knowing that she and I had shared some naughty pictures. She didn’t write much about her husband on her blog, but I figured he had to be quite the stud to keep her interest.
One of the things Marie said she was looking forward to was eating some good ol’ American food. She wanted a cheeseburger and some apple pie. Marie knew that one of my hobbies was making pies (which she dubbed “food porn” when I sent her pictures of them). I told her I would bring her and Jack a fresh-baked apple pie and some cheeseburgers from one of the best places that California had to offer. As a bonus, I told her I would bring them a couple of thick chocolate shakes, too.
I baked the pie the day before they landed.
On the day they arrived, I packed everything I’d need and headed to the bay. I stopped by the burger joint, which wasn’t far from their hotel, and got our lunch. When I arrive at their hotel, I grabbed all my stuff and headed for the lobby. I didn’t know if Marie had told Jack I was coming, so I figured I’d just play it cool and see how things worked out.
I asked the clerk at the front desk to ring their room. Nobody answered. I knew they had to be there because we had set the time that I would show up. The hotel had only one bar, so I walked in to see if they were there. Marie was sitting on a stool next to a guy who was at least 6’2″ with muscles to match. I hesitantly walked over, stood next to them, and cleared my throat as I asked the bartender for a drink. Marie glanced in my direction, did a double-take, and had a look of shock on her face. She grabbed Jack’s hand, and they both turned toward me.
***************
My mind snaps back to the present. I need to answer Jack’s question.
“I’m writing a book, and I found Marie’s credentials on the web and reached out to her, hoping she could help me through some of the rough spots.”
Marie’s face flushes, and I hope I didn’t give too much away. She leans into Jack and whispers something in his ear, and he nods.
“Was she able to help you?” he asks.
“She sure was. She’s a lifesaver. I submitted my book a couple of days ago, and I’m waiting to hear back.”
They eat some of their fries while taking long swigs of their chocolate shakes. Smiles return to their faces as memories of American food hit their pallets. We finish our meal and decide to head over to a corner of the lobby, where it’s quieter. We chat for a while as they tell me what it’s like living overseas in a foreign culture.
There is a lull in the conversation, so I pull out my camera and ask if I can take a picture of them. Marie seems hesitant, but Jack is all for it. I snap a few and show them to them on the camera’s LCD screen.
“Jack, let me take a picture of you kissing your wife.”
He leans over and gives Marie a peck on the lips. The click of my camera echoes in the large room. I show them how it came out and suggest we try again. We did, and this time it’s much better. Marie relaxes a little as I take more pictures.
“You know,” I say, “photography is one of my hobbies, and I love taking pictures of people. You don’t mind if I take a bunch of you guys, do you? You’re such a beautiful couple, and I can use some of them in my portfolio.”
“What do you have in mind?” Jack asks.
“Oh, I don’t know…how about around the hotel or in front of some historical landmarks in the city? I’ll give you copies of everything and only use those you approve for my portfolio. They’ll be great for remembering your vacation.”
They both turn a little red, and I fear I’ve gone too far. I thought Marie would be a bit more gung-ho about the idea, but, from her body language, I’m not entirely sure that’s the case.
“Portfolio?” Jack asks.
“Here, let me show you some of my work.” Moving to sit next to Jack, I pull out my tablet and show them my website. “I have the pictures categorized by type, and each tab is labeled for the kind of images on that specific page.” I hand him my tablet so they can browse through the site. Jack’s finger points to the Intimate tab.
“What’s this?” he asks.
“Those are more intimate photos of individuals and couples.”
“Can we look at them?” he asks.
“Of course. But you should know that some of them contain nudity and are explicit.”
Jack nods, and Marie’s face shows some interest. I never told her about my penchant for photography. They thumb through the images, and I can tell by their faces that they like what they see as they touch some of the thumbnails to view larger pictures.
“I can take some photographs like that for you guys if you want,” I offer. “Of course, I won’t charge you for them. I don’t have all my gear with me, and without complete control over the lighting, the pictures won’t come out as nice.”
They look at each other, and both say, at the same time, “Oh…I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“No problem. Just offering. But I would still like to get some photos of the two of you around the hotel and the city.”
They agree, so we gather our stuff and look around on the main floor for artistically pleasing areas. Each time we stop, I have to set all my things down before snapping pictures of them.
“I wish I had somewhere to leave all my crap,” I comment.
“If you want, you can leave it in our hotel room,” Jack offers.
“If you don’t mind, that’d be awesome. Then we can explore the area freely as I take pictures of you guys.”
Jack and Marie shrug as they look at each other and nod. I offer to stay in the lobby while they take my stuff up, but they ask me to come up with them.
We get to their room, an enormous, beautiful suite, and they put my stuff in an out-of-the-way corner. They set the pie on the desk with some paper plates and plastic forks we picked up from the buffet area.
“Your room is beautiful. Nice and big and well lit. We can take a few shots in here if you wish.”
They agree that I can get some beautiful shots here, especially in front of the ceiling to floor window overlooking the city and its lights. You can see the Golden Gate Bridge from their room in all its glory.
I take about thirty pictures. My camera can transfer images wirelessly, so I move the photos to my tablet and hand it to them to review. They cozy up to each other on the bed as they thumb through the pictures, making comments on a few of them. They get to the photos taken in the room and like what they see. I take some pictures of them on the bed and then transfer those images to my tablet too. When they see them, they are a little shocked but pleased with how they came out.
“Kiss Marie, Jack.”
When their lips touch, I snap a picture, and they look down at the tablet as the image transfers.
“Be more romantic, and kiss again.”
They really get into it, and I move around the bed to get different angles. After a few minutes, they come up for air and look at the tablet to see the pictures. There’s a connection in their eyes when they look at each other. I know that look; I’ve seen it before, in other couples, and know what’s coming.
“If we let you take more intimate pictures of us, nobody else will see them. Will they?” Marie asked.
“Only those that you approve for my portfolio. If you don’t want any on my site, I won’t put them there, but I have to tell you, you are a beautiful and sexy couple.”
They look back at each other and nod. “Tell us what you want us to do,” Jack says.
“Just be natural. Go as far as you want. If I see an opportunity to make a shot better, I’ll make a suggestion, but for the most part, I’ll keep quiet. Just pretend I’m not here.”
Jack sits up, and Marie straddles his lap, with her legs wrapped around him. They kiss, and it’s not long before they are full-on making out. He combs his fingers through her long blonde hair as they gently kiss. Marie puts her hands on the back of Jack’s head, pulling him into her. Their tongues escape their mouths as they kiss deeper. Marie pulls Jack’s shirt out of his waistband and slides her hands up his back, under his shirt. Jack kisses her neck as he unbuttons her blouse. He gets about four buttons down, and they stop kissing.
“You sure about this, Honey?” Jack asks.
Marie nods.
Jack buries his face in Marie’s neck and kisses lower as he unbuttons her blouse the rest of the way. He kisses her cleavage at the top of her bra, but then Marie leans back and pulls away from him. She reaches over and unbuttons Jack’s shirt, exposing his massive chest covered in curly brown hair. She runs her fingers through his fur while she leans in and kisses him hard.
Jack reaches behind his head and pulls his shirt off as Marie gets off his lap. She stretches out on her stomach with the lower half of her body dangling off the edge of the bed. Jack pulls Marie’s blouse over her head and unclasps her bra, letting it fall loose onto the bed. Marie sits up. Her breasts jiggle a little but are firm, and her nipples are stiff points. Unbuttoning her jeans, she then moves to Jack and removes his belt before releasing the clasp on his slacks. She slides his zipper down and then falls on her side, watching him.
Taking the cue, Jack stands and removes his shoes before sliding his trousers down to his ankles and stepping out of them.
“Socks too, Sweetie.”
Jack hooks his thumb into the top of his sock and flips it off, repeating this action with his other foot. He stands over Marie and tugs on her jeans until they slide off. Her panties match the bra she was wearing and are a bit damp in the crotch. The outline of Jack’s hardened cock is visible through his white briefs and looks like it wants to be set free.
Jack kneels before Marie and lifts her legs. He kisses her calves, one leg at a time, and then works his way to her inner thighs, kissing and nibbling softly until he reaches her panties. He places his mouth over her crotch, and his cheeks cave as he sucks on her cloth-covered pussy. Marie’s fingers wind their way through Jack’s hair, pulling slightly as she moans. He slides her panties off, tossing them across the room, making her completely naked. He leans down and slides his tongue from her ass to her clit, and then pushes his tongue between her folds. Jack replaces his tongue with a finger while his lips surround her clit. He finger-fucks Marie while sucking on her button, and she goes wild, squirming so much that Jack has a difficult time holding on.
Zooming in on Marie’s pussy, it glistens with Jack’s saliva and her nectar.
Jack stands to remove his briefs. When he lowers them, his cock is forced downward, and when it clears the waistband, it bounces up and slaps against his stomach. Marie sits up and takes his cock into her mouth, engulfing him. Sliding her lips down his rod, she swallows his rod all the way to the base, completely burying him in her mouth. Jack grabs the back of Marie’s head as she bobs, increasing her rhythm. I can’t tell who the aggressor is at this point. It’s either Jack fucking Marie’s face or Marie eagerly devouring his cock. It doesn’t really matter; it’s hot either way. They are enjoying each other, oblivious to me standing next to them, taking pictures.
Marie pulls her mouth away from Jack’s cock and says, “Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me now!”
Lying back, she raises her legs and rests them on Jack’s shoulders. Jack aligns his cock to meet her pussy, and eases his knob into her entrance. Moving slowly and gently, Jack gives Marie a chance to adjust to his girth. I’m so busy watching that I don’t notice Marie looking at me.
“Jack, look at Steve. He’s hard.”
Jack turns his head to look as I check out my crotch. The bulge in my pants is very apparent.
“I’m sorry, guys. It’s just that the two of you really turn me on. You’re so sexy!”
“Jack, I don’t think it’s fair that he’s dressed…while we’re naked.”
“I agree,” Jack says. “Steve, why don’t you take your clothes off too?”
I wondered if Marie would work an angle to get me out of my clothes.
I undress while they continue fucking. Jack and Marie don’t break stride as they watch me. When I’m finally naked, I pick my camera back up and resume taking pictures. Moving to the side of the bed, I lean over Marie to get a straight shot of Jack thrusting into her from her perspective. I’m focusing on her clit when something squeezes my hard cock.
I pull the camera away and look down. I didn’t realize my cock was sticking out over Marie’s face. She strokes my cock while Jack fucks her with his. I look at Jack, and he smiles, so I relax and take some pictures of her playing with me. She pulls my cock down to her mouth and sucks the tip into her mouth. It’s difficult for me to take pictures and accommodate Marie at the same time, so I set my camera down and get into position to slide my cock down her throat.
Jack begins to really pound her then, fucking her hard as she sucks on me. He pulls out of her, and she pops my cock from her mouth and turns over. They fuck doggy style, so I grab my camera and swing around to the other side of the bed to get some shots of them.
“Get your cock back over here, Steve.”
I only get a few shots of them fucking before I go back to Marie’s mouth and offer my stiff rod to her. She grabs my balls and pulls me back into her mouth. I can tell that Jack is ready to come because of the loud grunts escaping his lips. He slows his pace before pulling out and resting his cock in her ass crack.
“Switch places with me,” Jack says.
“Uh…are you sure?” I ask.
“Marie?” Jack asks, looking at her.
“Do as the man says,” Marie demands.
I kneel behind Marie, grab her ass firmly and slide my cock into her cum-filled pussy. She moans loudly as I fuck her sloppy cunt, and she sucks on Jack’s cock. When she comes, her climax begins slowly and builds until she lets out a growling moan. Her warm juices flood my cock, and her head sinks into the mattress.
“Jack, lie on your back. I want my cunt and ass fucked at the same time,” Marie instructs.
Jack flops onto his back, and Marie climbs on top of him. Positioning herself over him, she slides his cock into her pussy and arches her back. Her cheeks spread just enough to expose her asshole. Her rosebud is pink and pulsing. She sticks her finger in her mouth to lube it up and slides it into her ass. I didn’t know it was possible to get any harder but watching Marie causes my cock to jump as the increased blood flow makes it stiffer. I crawl onto the bed behind her, soak my fingers in her pussy juices, and lube her asshole some more. Gently sticking my finger into her, I wiggle it around before pulling it out to get more of her juices. The next time, I slide two fingers into her to stretch her a little more.
“Get your cock in my ass!” Marie demands.
I set my head at her entrance and push gently until it pops into her. I continue to slide my cock deeper as she rocks her hips. She’s now being fucked in her pussy by her husband while I fuck her asshole. Her muscles clamp around my cock as I piston into her. Her ass is incredible. My balls tense, and I know I’m going to come.
“Marie, I’m ready. Where do you want it?” I ask.
“I want your cum in my ass. C’mon, baby, give it to me.”
I let go and pump my hot semen into her as her muscles pulse around my cock. When I’m empty, I pull out, and she falls to her side. We’re all sweaty and gasping for air. I climb off the bed and head for the shower.
When I come back out, Jack and Marie are thumbing through the pictures on my tablet.
“What do you think?” I ask.
“Some of them are really good! We’re trying to decide which ones to let you put in your portfolio.” Jack says. I smile.
Marie gets up and strolls over to the desk where the pie is. She pulls the towel from around my waist and places it on the chair before sitting down. Cutting herself a piece of pie, she slices off a chunk with her fork and lifts it to her mouth, about to take a bite when Jack clears his throat.
“Going to share?” he asks.
“Of course, come and get some.”
Jack gets off the bed, his cock swinging like a pendulum as he walks to the desk. Marie cuts him a slice and then looks at me.
“You want some too?”
“Of course.”
I join them, and Marie hands me a plate with some pie on it. Standing next to her, I can’t help but stare at her luscious tits. Her nipples are still hard as she sits there with her pie.
Raising her plate, she dips my cock in her pie filling. Licking my cock clean, she then sucks my shaft into her mouth. She licks up and down my rod, getting all of the pie filling off of it. She pops me from her mouth and then puts some of her pie filling on Jack’s cock, before engulfing him. She bobs her head on his shaft until he is hard again. My cock responds and gets hard too. Marie puts her pie down and grabs both of our cocks, alternately licking and sucking on them. She tries to fit both of us in her mouth at the same time, but there is too much meat. So, she settles to go from one to the other, enjoying our cocks between her lips.
“I need to get fucked again,” Marie says.
She jumps onto the bed, landing on her back. Marie pulls her knees up to her chest and spreads her legs wide. This exposes her aroused, wet pussy with cum still dripping out of it and down her ass.
“Go ahead, Steve. Give it to her.”
“Really? Okay!” I say as I look at Jack and nod. You don’t have to ask me twice.
Marie is irresistible. I kneel before this goddess and lean down over the top of her. Looking into her eyes, I smile before sucking one of her nipples into my mouth. I want to kiss her, but I know that will take things too far. Sitting back on my haunches, I slide my cock inside her. She is warm and slippery. I want to go slow and make this last, but her face tells me she wants to get pounded. Pinning her legs with my arms, I lean forward, bending her in half until my nose is less than a foot from hers.
Marie smiles and mouths the words, “Fuck me hard.”
I’m filled with lust, and all I can do is nod. I drive my cock into her and pull out almost all the way before forcing myself back into her. Our eyes are locked while I thrust into her. Her brows furrow, and her lips purse as I slap my pelvis against her. I let go of her legs, and she wraps them around me, pulling me into her. I slow down, sensing that she’s ready to come just as her legs tense and squeeze me as she lifts her ass off the bed.
“UHGHH!” she grunts.
She lets go of me, and her legs fall to the bed. She’s panting hard. I resume fucking her, but slowly now. My balls tighten, so I drive into her and hold myself there. I come in Marie for the second time, this time in her pussy. When I pull out, cum drips onto her stomach from my tip. Leaning down again, I suck her other nipple into my mouth and run my tongue around her stiff nub. Releasing her nipple from my mouth with a pop, I smile at her, and she smiles back.
Leaning down to her ear, I whisper, “Thank you for letting me fuck you. You are incredible.”
She whispers back, “The first time I saw your cock, I knew I had to have you…somehow.”
Getting off the bed, I grab the towel and dry my cock before getting dressed. Returning to the bed, we go through all the images and pick some for my portfolio. At that moment, I wish I would have had Jack take pictures of Marie and me fucking. I’m resigned to remember that special affair in my head. After an hour or so, I pick up my belongings, shake Jack’s hand, kiss Marie on the cheek, and say goodbye.
I sure hope they come back here for another vacation!