Happy Anniversary

It was the night of Jean and Lionel’s much anticipated anniversary party. Lionel being Lionel, he did not really want to go, but he knew Jean would never let him hear the end of it; and of course, Alistair being Alistair had to plan it and make it the biggest bash in town. After they mingled for a few hours, they both made their excuses and headed to their room. As luck would have it, Stephen caught them in the lobby of the hotel.
“Lionel, just the man I wanted to talk to. Listen old chap, I apparently forgot to reserve a room for Penn and me, so would you mind terribly if we bunked up with you two? We could get a cot.”
Jean looked at Lionel rolling his eyes and turning red, and she started to laugh and shake her head.
“Of course you can Stephen. Here’s the extra key, just come up whenever you’re ready. No need to get a cot, we have a king size bed. I’m more than sure we can all fit.”
Jean handed him the key and turned to walk towards the elevator.
“And please be quite when you do come in,” Lionel said, “we’ll probably be sleeping.”
“Thanks mate.”
Stephen headed back to the party as the happily married couple went to bed. All evening while enjoying champagne cocktails and oysters on the half shell, Stephen’s cock grew and hardened at the thought of sleeping in the same bed with Jean.


When Lionel and Jean finally got to their room, they took a shower together, oiled each other, and got in bed.
“Jean, I really want to make love to you right now, but I’m a little tired. Why are all the parties that Alistair throws rave ups?” Lionel asked with a hint of anger in his voice.
Jean chuckled.
“Oh, he’s just young. Don’t you remember having wild parties? Anyway, it sure beat the one he set up for Penny and Stephen didn’t it?”
Jean giggled at the memory.
Lionel gaffed and rolled over and began to rub Jean’s back, making his way around to her breasts and erect nipples.
“Actually love, I’ve got a headache.” Jean sighed as she turned over to face her husband. “And I thought you said you were tired.”
Lionel didn’t stop caressing his wife’s soft fragrant flesh.
“Well it seems like at least part of you wants to…”
He started to kiss her neck and down to her shoulders. Taking off his pajama bottoms, Lionel put one leg between Jean’s, reached under her nightdress, and pulled off her panties. Jean started to moan as her pussy began to throb and get wet.
“Lionel! No, we can’t. Penny and Stephen could walk in at any moment. Could you even imagine her face?!”
Jean laughed and kissed her husband passionately on the mouth.
“I’m going to bed now, and you should do the same. Night night darling.”
Lionel gazed at his beautiful wife’s face as she drifted off to sleep.
“Goodnight my love.”
He said as he fell fast asleep.


About two hours later, Penny and Stephen entered the room to Lionel and Jean’s heavy breathing.
“Penn, love, try and be quite please. Let’s not wake them up.” Stephen whispered as he closed the door behind them.
“Be quite! Why should I be quite?! I can’t believe we have to share a room, let alone a bed! How could you forget to reserve a room? Did you really expect us to drive back to Hampshire in the wee hours of the morning? You knew we were coming to their party. How could you be so daft?! Penny started to go through her over night bag and pulled out her gown, sleep mask, and earplugs.
“I’m just happy I brought my earplugs. What with your snoring, and Lionel’s too apparently, I wouldn’t get any sleep!”
Stephen ignored his wife’s wining and went into the bathroom to freshen up and change. When he came out, he found Penny already in the bed, sleep, and the only space for him a tiny area between her and Jean. As he carefully climbed in over Penny, he glanced at Jean’s peaceful sleeping face, Lucky old Lionel, he thought. He looked back to his own snoring wife, Yes, lucky indeed.


Stephen sat up and looked at the clock; it was 3am, and he was wide-awake. The smell of Jean’s perfume was driving him mad with desire, and he was jealous Lionel had the right to sleep with his arm around her, and he did not. As he lay back down, he knew he was not ever going to be able to fall asleep unless he could have, if not all of, at least a bit of Jean; just touch her warm full body just a little. He turned over onto his right side, his back facing Penny on the edge of the bed, and scooted in closer to Jean. Just the mere thought of being this close to her made his dick stand on end. He could feel it growing and pulsing against his pants. Carefully, he slipped his blue pajama bottoms off, and let his hard erect cock rest up against Jean’s firm, plump, round backside. He felt her muscles relax as she pushed back against him. She must think I’m Lionel, he thought, as he slid his hand around the front of her body, brushing against her husbands arm, and up under her nightdress. Jean began to moan as his big warm hand found her hard pulsating clit. As he rubbed it, he could feel her wetness dripping down his fingertips and onto the palm of his hand. This is too much! I can’t hold out! Stephen grabbed is large cock and fisted it fiercely with the hand that was now wet from Jean’s pussy. He lifted her gown from the back just a little to gaze at her bare bottom. Oh, fuck! He thought as he looked at the sight before him. He jacked off harder and faster, his cum shooting out and onto Jean’s ass.
“Oh Stephen, don’t stop, fuck me.” Jean said as she moved Lionel’s arm from around her waist. Lionel shifted a bit, and turned over, his back now to Jean. She took off her nightdress, and looked Stephen directly in the eye.
“Did you hear what I said? You went through all that, now FUCK me! You can’t just leave me wet like this.”
Jean ran a finger through her wet pussy lips and brought it to her mouth, sucking off her juices. Instantly, Stephen was hard again, is dick waving about under the blanket. Jean could feel it against her leg. Suddenly, she grabbed it and, slipping under the covers, took his large dick into her warm wet mouth.
“Mmmm, Stephen, I knew you had a big cock.” She moaned between sucks.
He rested his hands on top of her head, running his fingers through her close-cropped hair. His body began to jerk as she dipped her tongue into the tiny hole, and then began circling the tip as her smooth soft hand caressed his shaft. She could taste his pre-cum, and her body reacted: her wetness dripping down her full thighs and onto the white sheets.
“Come in my mouth. I want to feel your hot salty cum trickle down my throat.” She demanded.
“Oh Jean…Jean…Yeah, suck it like that. Oh, that’s so good. Mmm, I want to be in your sweet pussy.”
In a flash, Stephen had pulled his dick out Jean’s mouth, flipped her over, and shoved it in her begging cunt.
“Oh, yes, yes yes…I need to be fucked. Lionel wanted to make love but I wanted to fuck. Please, fuck me Stephen, fuck me good and hard.”
Jean started panting as Stephen thrust in and out of her grasping pussy, each one harder than the last. His large dick filling her up and hitting her g-spot, making her whimper and want to cry out. Stephen was beyond happy, finally pounding the pussy he’d been wanting for for almost thirty years. He loved watching her ample bosom bounce up and down with each thrust of his hips, and he bent his neck and took her right nipple into his mouth. Licking and sucking, and switching to the left and back to the right, he was making Jean writhe on the bed. When grabbing the sheets wasn’t enough, she dug her nails into his back and pulled him closer.
“Not yet Jean”, he said into her ear, his breath fanning her face, “Don’t come yet. I want to be in your ass. Please, let me do you in your ass.”
Before he knew it, Jean as on her stomach, wiggling her bum at him. Stephen was so excited that he just knelt behind her, rubbing and squeezing her ass cheeks.
“Stephen…Stephen where are you?” Penny said as she rolled over.
Jean and Stephen froze; their eyes were wide with fright. Penny finally settled and started to breath heavily again.
“Don’t worry”, he whispered, “she often does that. Just dreaming I suppose. But your man Lionel appears to be somewhat of a heavy sleeper.”
“Yes, he is. Especially when he’s been drinking. He won’t disturb us. Now come one, get on with it.” Jean said as she used both hands to pull her ass cheeks apart, exposing her tight swollen hole to him.
“Fill me Stephen. Stuff your dick in my tight ass.”
Stephen reached around and stuck his finger in her dripping pussy, then spread her wetness on her asshole before he slowly let his dick slide in, inch by inch until all 8 and 1/2 inches filled Jean up.
“Fuck yes that feels good Stephen. Oh, yes fuck my tight ass. Fuck it, fuck it. Oh you’re so big…so…so big.” Jean couldn’t catch her breath.
“Uhn uhn uhn”, Stephen was grunting pumping her ass as hard as he could. “Jean! Fuuuuuuuccccckkkk!”
Stephen came in Jean’s ass, his cum shouting out in hot stinging spurts.
“I knew you’d be a good fuck Jean. You just made an old man very happy.” Stephen panted out as he rolled off Jean.
“Oh stop it. You’re not old!” Jean said with a sly grin. “And I’m happy you’re satisfied. Well, we both are. Do we look smug in the morning?” She asked as she rubbed his dick.
“Why should the two of you look smug?” Lionel asked, glaring at them.
To be continued…maybe…