Sowing Her Wild Oats - Part 3

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Andrea figured - or hoped, really - that Jay would be asleep when she got home from Nelson's place. He wasn't, though. Instead, he was sitting on the couch. A melted ice pack sat on the coffee table in front of him along with a pair of empty beer bottles.

At first, Jay wouldn't look towards her. Andrea wasn't entirely sure what to say to her fiancée - she'd just spent a good portion of her night having sex with another man, after all - so she waited at the edge of the living room to see if Jay would turn his attention her way.

Eventually he took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and said, "I'm sorry."

Normally Andrea would have apologized in return, but in this particular case she wasn't sure she had anything to apologize for. Jay had given her permission to have sex with someone else. She'd done so and then he'd hauled off and tried to punch the guy she'd had sex with. He was in the wrong.

When Andrea didn't respond, Jay looked towards her. His eyes scanned her body quickly before focusing on her face. "I'm sorry, Andrea. I kind of lost my mind."

She crossed her arms. "Yeah. You did."

Jay looked away, reached for one of the beer bottles, swirled it around, and then set it back down after he seemingly discovered he'd long since finished the drink. "Did you go see him?"

"I did."

A pained look crossed his face. "Did you fuck him?"

Andrea was surprised by how annoyed she felt with Jay. She knew it was uncharitable. She knew she'd likely asked too much of him. After all, what sort of man would be okay with his fiancée fucking with someone else just to make sure she wasn't making a mistake in marrying the first man she'd slept with?

"Actually, I sucked his cock," she answered.

Jay's head whipped towards her and Andrea smiled at the shock and alarm on his face. She'd uttered that particular phrase to hurt him.

"I swallowed his cum. He said it was the best blowjob he's ever had."

Jay grabbed two fistfuls of the couch cushions, though Andrea saw no anger in his eyes. She wasn't entirely sure what he was feeling, but it seemed as though he wasn't enjoying the sensations coursing through him.

"Then I fucked him," she added. "Twice, actually."

Jay winced.

"Or, I suppose it's more accurate to say that he fucked me twice. Nelson's the kind of man that takes charge in bed. I've only been with him twice, but he seems to know what a woman wants."

Jay leaned back and let out a deep sigh.

Andrea had expelled whatever anger she'd felt so she stepped into the living room. She felt bad for how she'd talked to him, at least until she saw what seemed to be a bulge in his jeans. Andrea stared at it for a few seconds and her lips curled into a slight smile as it seemed possible that Jay was thoroughly aroused at the notion of her having fucked another man.

Jay looked up but Andrea noticed that his gaze lingered on her crotch for a few moments before his eyes found their way to hers. "So I guess the sex was good again?" he asked.

"The sex was great," she answered.

Andrea unbuttoned her jeans and Jay sucked in a quick breath and held it. She stepped out of her shoes and then worked the tight denim over her hips, revealing the simple-but-delicate pair of pink panties she'd put on before going to see Nelson.

Jay's gaze remained fixed between her legs and Andrea suspected that there was a noticeable wet spot. Nelson hadn't cum inside her, of course, but she'd been wet enough from the intense orgasms she'd experienced that she'd likely soaked her panties.

As Jay stared, Andrea took off her top, leaving her in her matching bra and panties. She stepped closer to her fiancée and he looked up. Andrea used her knee to part his legs and stepped between them. His hand trembled a little as he reached up and placed it on her flat, smooth stomach.

"He touched me there," she said softly. "Then he kissed me there."

Jay's hand fell to his side as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against her stomach. Andrea put a hand on the back of his head and ran her fingers through his hair as she moaned softly.

"Mmm, I like the way your lips feel against my skin, baby."

He ran his fingers up the backs of her thighs and gently squeezed her ass. Andrea responded with a low moan and Jay inched his hips forward, allowing him to kiss his way up her stomach and towards her breasts.

His fingers made their way up her back and around towards her chest. He cupped her breasts through her bra and looked up at her as Andrea moaned and ran her fingers under his shirt and over his upper back.

Then Jay leaned back. The pleasure seemed to drain from his face. In its place was concern.

"If he's...if he's better than me, why would you want to marry me?" Jay asked.

For a moment Andrea felt like the worst person in the world. Of course that's what Jay would be worried about. Of course that's why he'd tried to punch Nelson. He was concerned for his future, for their future together. He was worried he was on the verge of losing the woman he loved.

The answer that came to Andrea's mind was, 'Because I love you, Jay,' but that felt inadequate in that moment. It was hard to explain that good sex wasn't the only reason to marry a man, that it was actually somewhat far down the list of reasons to marry a man, because even after experiencing truly great sex - the kind she hadn't really had with Jay - Andrea felt no desire to leave him for another man. She simply felt a desire to keep having sex with Nelson while marrying Jay, which might have made her the most awfully selfish person in the world.

For a brief moment Andrea considered putting her clothes back on, sitting down with Jay, and spending a few hours talking through everything. She wasn't especially interested in that, though, and she wasn't sure how helpful it would have been. She was turned on, too, so she decided to follow her lust to see what would happen.

Andrea straddled her fiancée, eliciting a surprised look as she settled her crotch over his and felt the bulge of his desire.

"What's the best sex we've ever had, Jay?"

Andrea moved her hips forward and then dragged them back. She could see her fiancée try and refrain from groaning in pleasure, but the arousal was obvious on his face.

"I don't know," he answered.

Andrea smiled. She was fairly certain that Jay's answer was the same as hers. She leaned forward, kissed his neck, and whispered, "I think you do."

Jay's cock had gotten harder. Andrea could feel it.

"I think we both know that the best sex we've ever had is the sex we had after I fucked Nelson the first time," she said.

Jay groaned.

"I think you liked that I'd had another man's cock inside me. I think you like that he'd fucked me so good, Jay. I think you liked that my pussy was still so wet from having him inside me. I think you came harder that night than you've ever cum before."

He grabbed her hips and ran a hand up her back. Jay pulled her close and their lips met for a deep kiss. Andrea ground her pussy over the bulge in his jeans and Jay moaned into her mouth.

"You want me, don't you?" she asked. "You want me because you know he had me. You want to fuck me because you know that Nelson fucked me twice tonight."

Jay groaned again. He unhooked her bra and pulled it off. His hands engulfed her breasts and he played with the soft flesh in a manner that made her pussy tingle.

"I want you, Jay," Andrea whispered. "I want you inside me. I want to fuck my fiancée. I want you even more because I let Nelson have me twice. I want you and I know you want me."

He reached between her legs and pushed his fingers into her panties. Those fingers found their way into Andrea's pussy and she lured Jay's tongue into her mouth and sucked hard on it as he pleasured her.

"Do you want me?" Andrea asked as she leaned back, put her hands on his knees, and moved her hips like his cock was already inside her.

Jay nodded.

"Say it, Jay."

"I want you," he said.

"And do you want me more because another man's cock was inside me tonight?"

He didn't answer. He couldn't even look at her.

Andrea grabbed Jay's wrist and pulled his hand from her panties. She lifted his fingers to her lips and took them in her mouth. He stared up at her and she held his gaze while fellating his pussy-flavored flesh.

Andrea sucked her fiancée’s fingers clean and then leaned down and kissed his neck in a wet, borderline sloppy manner. Her tongue found its way into his mouth for a long, deep kiss as he grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard.

"What turns you on more, Jay?" she whispered. "The fact that he fucked me twice, or the fact that I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum?"

"I...I don't know."

Andrea took that as an admission that he was turned on by both of her activities that night, which put a smile on her face. At least he was willing to admit his arousal.

"I enjoyed giving a blowjob tonight, Jay," she said. "I enjoyed having Nelson's cock in my mouth. I enjoyed how it stretched my lips. I enjoyed how I made him moan as I blew him. I enjoyed how good I could make him feel. I even enjoyed the fact that he came in my mouth and that I swallowed for him."

Jay's body trembled and Andrea slowed the movement of her hips.

"If I gave you a choice between a blowjob and fucking me, which would you choose?" she asked.

"Fucking you," he answered.

Andrea climbed off of Jay and helped him out of his pants. His cock was hard and the head covered in the precum he'd clearly been leaking as they fooled around. She rested her hands on his legs and slowly fell to her knees in front of him.

"Nelson was on his couch when I went down on him," she said before kissing Jay's thighs. "His cock was hard just like yours. Hard as a rock. Hard for me, Jay. Hard for your fiancée. Hard for the woman you're going to marry."

Andrea felt his thighs tremble a little. She took that as a good sign.

"I took him in my mouth, Jay. I got wetter as I did it. There was something so...so hot about giving him head. Something that felt so wild, so...I don't know, naughty, I think. I had your ring on my finger and my fingers wrapped around another man's dick as I sucked on the head. Fuck...it made me so fucking wet."

Jay opened his mouth to say something right as Andrea's lips found their way around the head of his cock. Jay moaned and closed his eyes. He didn't say a word. He simply enjoyed the erotic ministrations of her mouth.

"Fuck...Andrea..."

She could have made Jay cum in her mouth, but she wanted him in her pussy, so Andrea gave him head for a few minutes and then stood, lowered her panties, tossed them aside, and headed for the bedroom. Jay followed eagerly, wrapping his arms around her right as she stepped through the door. They walked together towards the bed as he kissed her neck and she felt his stiff cock press against her ass, displaying its eagerness to penetrate the warm, wet confines of her cunt.

Andrea crawled into the bed, looked over her shoulder, and shook her ass at Jay as she smiled gleefully.

"I want you," she said before rolling onto her back, spreading her legs, and adding, "I want you inside me, Jay. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard."

Jay crawled on top of her and Andrea guided his cock inside her. They kissed as he filled her slowly. He kissed her neck and his hand found one of her breasts as his cock remained buried in her pussy.

"Did you think about me while I was gone?" she whispered. "Did you think about another man fucking me, Jay?"

"Yes," he admitted.

"I know you were mad, but did it turn you on to think about that? Did you sit on the couch and get turned on as you thought about Nelson fucking your fiancée? Did your dick get hard as you thought about his big cock buried deep in my pussy?"

Jay began to fuck her. For a handful of thrusts he moved at a slow pace, but his arousal got the best of him and soon enough he was pounding Andrea with great vigor.

"Yes," he finally admitted. "I thought about you and Nelson. I thought about you fucking him. It turned me on. It was fucking painful, too, but it turned me on."

"Is it painful now, Jay? Is it painful to think about him inside me? Is it painful to think about me cumming all over Nelson's big cock?"

He fucked her harder. "No, it's not painful. It's...it turns me on."

Andrea wrapped her legs around him and they kissed. Her pussy was alive with pleasure and she felt an intense orgasm building.

"Fuck me, Jay. Fuck me hard. Fuck my tight cunt!"

Jay kissed her neck. He played with her breasts. He fucked her with a kind of vigor and passion that he'd rarely - if ever - delivered over the course of their relationship.

"Are you going to keep fucking Nelson?" he asked.

"Yes, as often as possible," Andrea replied. "The sex with him is so good. He's so handsome. He's so confident and strong and sexy."

"Oh...fuck!"

"Cum in me, Jay!"

They came together. Andrea saw stars as she climaxed. Jay grunted and groaned and slowly thrust in and out of her while spilling his seed. He collapsed on top of Andrea as his orgasm played out and she happily wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck.

"You fucked me so good, Jay," she whispered. "Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," he replied with a soft laugh. "Believe me, it was my pleasure."

"For what it's worth, Jay, I have no intention of leaving you just because I'm having good sex with Nelson. I love you. I want to marry you. I can't imagine there's anything that could change that."

He lifted his head and smiled. "And did you mean what you said about having sex with Nelson as often as possible?"

She nodded. "If that's okay with you."

"It is. I mean, I think it is. Obviously it's not the easiest thing in the world for me to deal with."

Andrea kissed him. "I know. It does turn you on though, doesn't it?"

He nodded.

"Then we're going to keep exploring. Just talk to me when you get frustrated. Don't try and beat up the other guy I'm fucking."

Jay pulled out a little and slowly filled her. Andrea smiled and moaned. It felt good.

"Do you want me again?" she asked.

"I think I do," he answered.

"Well, pull out and let's get cleaned up. We'll have a drink. We'll fool around. Maybe I'll end up on my knees for you again. Maybe I'll tell you more about the sex I had with Nelson. Maybe I'll tell you about how good it felt when he fucked me from behind, or how good it felt to ride his big dick."

Andrea saw a flash of desire in Jay's eyes. She believed him when he said it wasn't easy to deal with the fact that she was having sex with another man, but she suspected he was even more turned on by it than he was willing to admit. That would make it easy for her to keep fucking Nelson, which was precisely what she wanted to do.

Jay pulled out and headed for the bathroom. He returned with a towel so Andrea could clean up the mess leaking out of her pussy. She did so as Jay grabbed a pair of underwear and pulled them on.

"I'd like a glass of wine," she said. "I'll be right out."

Andrea pressed the towel against her pussy and headed for the bathroom. She sat on the toilet to let Jay's cum drip out of her, closed her eyes, and smiled as a post-orgasmic glow settled over her.

She and Jay would get a little drunk and fuck again. They'd talk about her and Nelson as they did. They'd cum hard.

Andrea would keep on fucking Nelson. She'd get to explore her newfound desires and pleasures and so would Jay.

What could go wrong?