Adult Image Library 1/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_1.iso/stories/aprilfls.txt

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               April Fool's Day of 1981 - "Playing the Fool"

        I used to work nights at the hospital.  I liked how quiet the
hospital was on night shift.  With only a few duties to perform, I often
read all night long.  At the end of night shift would come a beautifully
still morning, where I could go downtown and take care of daily business
before most people were awake.
        The only problem with night shift is not being able to sleep with
my girlfriend, Jane.  Because her schedule was opposite of mine, she had
stayed home all night and would go to work later in the day.  The only time
I had a chance to be with her was early mornings.  I treasured these
mornings we had together.  My future plans at the time included not only
mornings together, but living our lives together.
        I walked softly down the hall in the early morning light, trying
not to wake my neighbors in the adjacent apartments.  I opened the door and
threw my coat on a nearby chair.  I tiptoed to the bedroom door hoping I
could slide quietly into bed with my lover, Jane.  As I neared the door, I
noticed it was shut.  As I stood just outside the door I heard a low
sounding noise.
        I will never forget what I saw next as I walked into the room.
That moment will replay in my head for many years to come.
        Laying flat on his back was Joe, my best friend, reaching for the
sheets to cover his nude body and not doing a very good job of it.  Jane
was laying next to him with her arm and head resting on his large and hairy
chest.  Still gripping his cock in her hand, she continued to stroke his
length under the thin covering.  Both were naked under desert print
designer waterbed sheets.
        I stood there stunned, like a deer in front of headlights.  A
thousand emotions ran threw me in just a few heartbeats.  Time stopped.
The feelings of jealousy, rage, shame, betrayal, love and hate and even
sexual interest quickly overwhelmed me.  I felt like a flashlight that had
just been jumpstarted with an arc-welder.  My breakers tripped.  My fuses
blew.
        Thought turned OFF.  Then a feeling of numbness.  I just stood there.
        Joe didn't take his eyes off the ceiling.  He just layed there.
Jane regarded me calmly across Joe's chest.  I couldn't see any emotion
reflected in her brown eyes.
        Slowly, her knee moved under the sheet and slid across his waist as
she climbed over him.  The sheet dropped slid abruptly down as she sat up
astride his lap, looking down at him for a few moments.  Then bending
forward, she lay on his chest as she kissed him.  She moved her small
breasts across the roughness of his chest.  Her kisses became more
passionate and urgent.
        I saw her hand move between them, reaching down under her.
Although I couldn't see her hand, I knew she was guiding the tip of his
erection toward the opening of her sex.  Raising her body slightly, she
supported herself on both arms.  Jane arched her buttocks slightly and
with a dreamy smile pushed herself downward onto him, taking as much of his
cock inside her as she could.
        I couldn't believe it!  They didn't care who was watching.  There
were no apologies offered, no angry words exchanged.  They simply IGNORED
me and continued to fuck each other as I stood there.
        Placing her hands flat on his chest she sat upright, rocking her
hips backward and forward to work his swollen member deeper inside her.
Leaning back, she flipped her hair backwards out of her face revealing the
angelic expression on her face as she made love to my best friend.  Her
enjoyment was obvious as she sat on his lap totally impaled by him.
        Her hands carressed his face and ears, fingers trailing through his
beard and down his neck towards his chest.  Joe was already holding her
small breasts in his hands, rubbing her nipples until her areolas had
darkened.  His large hands curled about her pale neck pulling her body down
closer to him, bringing the stiffened tips of her tits towards his lips and
tongue, kissing and sucking them.  Reaching around her shoulders he pinned
her body on top of his own.
        In a rhythmic and fluid motion only capable on waterbeds, he arched
his hips upward while he held her tightly, increasing his pace.  Jane was
unable to move her body, except for her hips.  She rolled her pelvis
downward to meet each of his upward thrusts.
        Jane's breath escaped her in small puffs as she bore her weight
down on top of him, filling her womb with his mammoth cock.  The waterbed
made gradually louder slopping sounds under her movements.  The room filled
with the sweet musk of sex.  With her eyes half closed, she bucked and
writhed against him in pleasure as his enormous cock filled her pussy again
and again and again.
        Suddenly, Jane's lips parted slightly, releasing a moan.  His back
muscles strained with the effort to drive his cock upward into her.  Her
buttocks slapped hard against his hairy legs while her petite breasts
bounced up and down.  The muscles of her stomach and inner thigh quaked
uncontrollably as her hips jerked downward, harder and faster, as she
ground her body into his.
        "Yes..yes..make-me-come," Jane tried to whisper as she attempted
to regain control of her voice.  Her face contorted in the immense effort
of achieving a colossal orgasm.

        Unexpectedly he reached up to grab her by the waist and flipped her
from over him to underneath him.  Jane cried out when the entire length of
his glistening wet cock was violently withdrawn from inside her.  She
opened her legs into a wide, flat vee, wanting him to finish her.  The
wetness of her pussy was visible as the folds of her vagina parted and were
opened.
        "Oh please", she begged.  "I want you inside me!  Fuck me!  Put it
back!"
        Joe turned to me and grinned evilly.  "See!  The bitch LIKES it!"
        Positioning himself directly above her, he suddenly shoved the
length of his long wide cock into her with a loud grunt.  Her eyes opened
wide as she cried out at the intensity of being filled again.  Her hips
jerked upward against his as she wrapped her raised legs around him locking
her heels across his buttocks, and tightening.
        "Oh..oh..oh-oh-oh-more-faster-FASTER!", she cried with increasing
volume.  "I want you to come inside me!"
        He grunted with each downstroke as he slammed his swollen length
into her pussy.  The lips of her pussy were visibly swollen from the rush
of blood to her sexual organs.
        "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!", she howled as her hips gyrated under his at
the pinnacle of her orgasm.  Her toes clenched above his buttocks as her
body contracted under under him.  "Come inside me, quickly!", she shouted
into his ear, and his grunts became louder and his movements quickened.
        Soon, his back arched in ecstasy, pumping his sperm deep into her
womb, his hips moved as if on puppet strings.   Finally he collapsed on top
of her, obscuring her upper body from my view.  But I could see the sex
soaked lips of my lover's pussy wrapped around the damp softening shaft of
another man.
        When he rolled off from atop her, they both gasped at the sensation
their sensitized glands made as he withdrew his semi-erect penis from her.
Neither one of them even looked at me.  She laid still on the bed with her
eyes closed, breathing fast and hard as if she had just finished a foot
race.  Jane's legs, still open in a wide vee, started to relax and her
knees fell to lay flat on the bed.  The combined juices of their lovemaking
were slathered over the inside of her legs and made an ever increasing wet
spot on the bedlinens.  She basked in the afterglow of their intense
lovemaking while Joe lit a cigarette.
        Embarassed and hurt, I left the room.  Now that they were finished,
I hoped she would come out of MY bedroom to tell me it was over between us.
I went to the bathroom to splash water in my face, hoping it would calm me
enough to make some new plans in my life.
        SLAM!  The bedroom door had been violently shut sending me a
message that I was no longer welcome here.  The click of the lock completed
the finality of the statement.  As I stood in the bathroom staring into the
mirror, I heard the headboard start to rhythmically bump the wall adjacent
to the bathroom.
        Jane's moans, muffled through the wall, signalled that she was
well on her way to another climax.  I didn't have to see her to know that.
I knew intimately well how she made love to a man.  I can still see her in
my mind's eye.  I picked up my coat and keys and left.
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