Frank Seymour - Sensual Family Nights

Dan was waiting for them to get home. He came out to the car to greet them.

"Welcome home. Enjoy yourselves?"

"It was neat!" said Jimmy. "A great day!"

"How about you, Trish?"

"I always enjoy the kids, Dan. And they say you have to take us to supper."

"That's fine with me. Where shall we go?" An hour later he sipped the last of his coffee, staring at Trish over the cup as the waitress cleared away the remains of seafood. She knew that something burning was on his mind-but he wasn't going to speak in front of the kids. Maybe she could get away without having to hear it.

But Les remembered that he wanted something from his room and Jimmy pounded after him as Dan put the ignition key in Trish's hand. They were alone-dangerously alone.

"I've missed you, Trish."

"We miss you too," she said.

"God! You don't know what I've been going through!"

"It hasn't been easy for me, either, Dan."

"Then you admit that this separation is a mistake?"

"You know I love you-I've always loved you."

"Dammit, then why do we fight so much?"

"I guess because that's the way we are." She smiled, touched his arm. "God, Dan! You don't know how much I've wanted you! Bed is a lonely place without you!"

"Trish." He looked away. "I have a terrible confession to make-I know you'll hate me. But I have to tell you. I've done a terrible thing, a terrible sin."

"You… had sex with Janet."

He was shocked. "How did you know? Jesus, Trish, I couldn't help it! I needed you so badly I got drunk, I couldn't stand it any longer. I know how wrong it was, but I couldn't keep my hands off her. Can you ever forgive me?"

She managed a smile. "I forgive you, honey. Don't you see-this is why we need each other so much! I'm only human, too-and I've had temptation before me, too. If you sinned, then so have I.

He stared. "With… the boys?"

"With both of them. And we loved it, all three of us-just as I'm sure Janet loved it with you. So there's nothing to forgive."

"I had Liz, too-I didn't screw her, just… played with her. Jesus, Trish! Let's call it off, this whole separation nonsense. Let's all go to the beach house-together!"

"Oh, yes, Dan! Yes!"

She reached out to him, moved into his arms, her hands fumbling against his body. They kissed, and when they parted, Trish looked down to see his cock stirring.

"Oh, Dan! It's what I want more than anything!"

All four of the children were overjoyed with the news that the separation was over. Janet and Liz rushed to throw enough things to hold them for a day or so into a suitcase, while Dan was a bit more careful. But they were all hurrying, and soon enough all were back in the car.

Jimmy and Lea whooped down the path to the beach house, Janet and Liz only a few paces behind. Dan and Trish came last, enjoying the wild happiness of the kids-happy to be together after the separation of the last two weeks. Now they were coming home.

The kids were out of sight when he stopped, turned to his wife, took her into his arms. Their lips, met, almost shy in contact-and then the lust broke through, and his kiss became filled with fury, his hands touching her body in every secret place, his cock rising hard to shove against her belly.

"God, honey! I can't wait to fuck you!" Trish laughed, brushing his chin with her finger, her other hand pressing tight against the small of his back. This was the way it was supposed to be, the two of them standing as one.

"You'll have to wait a bit-the kids are much too excited, and it's too early to send them to bed."

"Bed, hell-bury them in the sand! My cock wants you, and it isn't going to wait!"

But the problem was solved for them, the girls waiting impatiently for them to arrive at the house.

"Jimmy and Lea have gone down to the beach," said Janet. "We're going, too-tide's just going out. We'll come back before dark."

Permission was quickly given, and they were gone-leaving the adults alone.

"Now, woman!" His hands clutched her sides. "No more excuses! You woman, me man-man wants to fuck woman! Woman get naked!"

Trish was as anxious as her husband, fingers trembling as they tugged at her blouse even before they reached the stairs to the bedroom wing. They were half-naked before reaching the door-and then had to pause to make the bed, for she had forgotten to do it this morning. But it took only a minute with Dan's help, he stepping out of his trousers and then his shorts as she shook out the sheet. They did not bother with anything more, for it was a warm night-and the heat of their own bodies would be warmth enough for what they were planning.

"God, Trish! I need you so!"

The stared at each other's nakedness, Dan's finger moving to touch her tit as though he were seeing her for the first time. He hefted each tit, his cock standing stiff and strong from the heavy nest of brown pubic curls. Trish reached down to fondle him, and found his balls hot to her touch. She cupped them, and then let her fingers trail up the length of his cock, to his belly and his nipples.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, Dan! Please-I can't wait any longer! I need you-fuck me!

They kissed again, his tongue probing her mouth, and then he was pushing her against the bed until she fell backward. Her arms caught at him, pulled him down with her, their lips never separating. As the bed bounced beneath their weight he was already moving into position, his cock at the entrance to her cunt.

"oh, Jesus! Jesus fuck! Fuck meeeeeeeeee"

"Fuck me, Dan! Ohhhhhhhhh, God!"

He took her like that the first time, Trish's legs planted against the floor, her ass barely on the edge of the bed. His cock filled her at the very first stroke, twisting as he rode into her, moving his ass in a rotation that rubbed the head of his cock completely around the walls of her cunt. For fifteen years he had been learning the ways of satisfying his wife, and now he was bringing them all into force.

"Oh, Christ! Don't stop-aggghhhhhhhhh! Don't stop, Dan! Fuck meeeeeeeee!"

"Yeah, Trish! Goddamn it, yeah! Take me, feel me! That's my cock fucking you! You need it, you have it! Feel me-work your cunt against me! I want to feel you working on me! Yeahhhhhhhhhh!"

He plunged wildly, throwing everything that he had into her, his ass slamming, shoving his cock deep into her cunt-a dozen quick strokes, and he was pouring the first load, shooting it into her womb, coating her insides.'

"Oh, Jesus, honey! I'm cumming! I'm cumminnnnnng!"

"Don't stop! Fuck me, Dan! Fuck me! Keep it in me, make me feel it! Doit to me! I want it-I want your. cock! I want you to fuck fuck fuck meeeeeeeee!"

But he slowed enough to move her farther onto the bed, into a more secure position, never taking his cock from her depths even as they slid across the sheet. And then he began to ride her again, almost as fiercely as before, his ass raising high, then shoving down against her until it seemed that his cock was splitting her in half, tearing her to pieces.

"Do it! Do it! Do it! Fuck meeeeeeeee!"

She was returning thrust for thrust, hips rising to meet Dan as he fell, her feet planted flat against the bed for extra security. Dan felt her tits crush beneath his chest, but he was touching her, playing with her, working his fingers against the dough of Trish's flesh, kneading the pleasure-pains that heightened the sensation of the marvelous fucking ride.

Trish heaved beneath him, gasped, her nails tearing at his back, his arms. Her cunt worked spasmodically against his cock, squeezing it until it seemed that the head must pop. Dan's eyes closed, opened, could not see in either way. He was fighting to continue-and now the measure of sensation was building again, the tickle in his balls that meant another load would spill. He increased the pace of fucking until they slammed off the bed each time that he started to pull out, rocked as they came down again.