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My True Life Sex Stories - 5
by Markit10 (markit10@yahoo.com)

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Charlie's second encounter with Neal and the near 
disaster that I found myself in while she was gone. 
(MM, exh, mast, oral)

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PART 5

First, let me apologize to those who have written me 
and have not heard back. To make a very long story 
short, we have gone through a series of crises this 
past year, from discovering cancer in Charlie and 
going through all the chemo and terror, to me falling 
and crushing my hip to the point of requiring a total 
hip replacement, to having our oldest teenage daughter 
tell us she is pregnant and dealing with all the 
conflicting hormones in her life. There hasn't been 
much incentive to write lately. All is well and 
looking up, so I am going to attempt to continue where 
I left off.

This next chapter is in response to the many letters I 
received asking if Charlie ever got together with Neal 
again.

In fact, she did. Although it was about two years 
later. Neal and Georgia wound up getting a divorce. 
Partly because Neal wanted to continue a swinging life 
style, and Georgia just wouldn't have it. She went 
through the rejection stage, thinking that she wasn't 
woman enough to satisfy Neal by herself, to anger, to 
rage and things got ugly before she divorced him.

We didn't hear anything from Neal for a long time 
after the divorce and when we did, what we heard was 
outrageous at first glance.

Fortunately for Neal, he was independently wealthy, 
even after Georgia got a huge settlement. He had 
bought a "small" yacht and used it for his getaways 
and relaxation. Out of the blue, I got a call from him 
asking if we could meet for lunch. The next day we met 
at a nice restaurant and began discussing old times 
and other small talk. Then he floored me.

"What I'm going to ask you is going to sound like I'm 
out of my mind," He said," but I've thought about it 
for a long time and decided, nothing ventured, nothing 
gained." Of course this got my curiosity peaked and I 
waited for him to go on. "Since the divorce, I've kept 
pretty much to myself. I've shied away from the dating 
scene, but I'm tired of taking cold showers and taking 
things into my own hand, if you know what I mean." We 
both kind of chuckled and I raised my eyebrows to say, 
"I don't envy you man."

He went on.  "I'm going to ask you something that no 
man has a right to ask another, but here goes. Would 
you consent, if Charlie was even willing, to allowing 
me to take her on a cruise in the boat over a 
weekend?" Sex with Charlie was fantastic at the party, 
but I would like the opportunity to make love to her 
at leisure without sharing her with a bunch of other 
guys. Of course you’re welcome to come along if you’d 
like.

To say I was speechless would be an understatement. 
That one came out of right field and I just sat there 
flabbergasted not knowing how to react. Once I picked 
my jaw up off the floor and my mind quit reeling, I 
reminded myself that Charlie really enjoyed the night 
she had with Neal and the others and if it was 
something she wanted to do, I guess I was OK with it.

"Neal, that was quite a shocker. But under the 
circumstances, I don't see where it would be a problem 
for me, but that decision would obviously have to be 
Charlie's alone to make. I can't speak for her, but I 
know she enjoyed you before at her birthday party. You 
call her and put it to her. After you call, I'll tell 
her you already discussed it with me and that it is 
totally up to her, and I won't object."

Neal did call her and invited her out to dinner 
suggesting he had a proposal for her to consider. When 
she got home that night she told me about the phone 
call asking her to dinner the next Friday evening. I 
pretended surprise and told her to go ahead. "I've the 
guys coming over for poker Friday night, so go have 
fun and let me know what he wants."

That Friday when Charlie got home from work I could 
tell there was some electricity in the air. She went 
right to our bedroom and got undressed to take a 
shower. When she got out she picked out a provocative 
outfit to wear and made herself up like she was going 
on a very special date. I love to watch her getting 
dressed, or undressed, and I stood in the doorway 
admiring her and getting a good woody knowing she was 
looking forward to something special.

Neal arrived at the appointed time to pick her up. We 
shared a joint before they left and I kissed her 
goodbye and said have fun, giving Neal a wink as she 
turned to go out the door.

By the time they returned it was quite late. The poker 
party had broken up early and the guys were gone. It 
was pretty obvious both of them had had a good time, 
and Charlie was a couple sheets to the wind. Neal came 
in with her and we talked for a short time and he said 
he had to get going. As he left he gave me a thumbs up 
signal and a smile that said he was happy where the 
night had gone.

After he left, Charlie went in and got ready for bed 
and when I walked in I knew instantly that the night 
was far from over. Charlie has a certain look, a slow 
eyed glance, a pouty smile that says "You better be 
ready, 'cause the night is just beginning." I got 
undressed and crawled into bed next to her and she 
grabbed my face and kissed me hungrily, pressing 
herself against me. 

After doing the tongue tango for a while I placed my 
hand between her legs and she was dripping already. It 
didn't take long and I was inside her and we were 
dancing to our own music. After we were spent and 
lying next to each other she told me that Neal had 
invited her on his boat the following weekend and she 
didn't know if she should even consider it. We had 
never done anything like that before. How would I feel 
about it?

I told her then that Neal and I had met for lunch 
earlier in the week and he had dropped his idea on me 
asking my opinion. "Truthfully" I said, "this has to 
be absolutely your decision. I want you to be happy 
and free to do whatever you want to do without 
worrying about what I will think. I know you love me 
and you know I love you so why not? If you really want 
to, go for it."

Neal was going to pick her up Friday evening after 
work and they were going to spend Friday night at the 
marina on the boat and leave Saturday morning for a 
couple of days getting back on Sunday afternoon. When 
I got home Friday, Charlie was already in the shower 
and had her bags packed. I waited for her in the 
bedroom and she came in naked and looking quite 
flushed and she had that look. That special smile that 
said she was going to get fucked good and she knew it. 

My hard on grew inside my pants and I came up behind 
her and put my arms around her waist. She pressed 
herself against me as I reached for her breasts and 
then down to her pussy and just as I had guessed, she 
was already very very wet. She pulled away then saying 
"Uh uh big boy, not this time." I knew she had been 
thinking about that massive cock all week and that was 
what she wanted now.

When the time came, Neal showed up and they put 
Charlie's bags in the car. We shared a joint and I 
gave them a half bag of some good stuff and a pipe and 
they left.

Once they were gone, I sat down on the couch, rolled 
another goober and lit it up. As I slowly relaxed I 
started reminiscing about the fun we had at Charlie's 
birthday surprise party and thinking about how I went 
down on Charlie while Neal's big sausage was stuffed 
deep in her pussy, I developed a raging hard on. I 
needed some relief and it was too late to call our 
swinging friends and try to arrange a threesome. So 
that set off a chain of events that turned out to be 
very dangerous, but also very exciting.

There is a small roadside park a couple of miles from 
the house that I know is frequented quite regularly by 
guys cruising for some NSA sex. I decided to visit the 
park and see what "came up." I got undressed and 
jumped in a hot shower. When I got out I dressed in 
just a pair of cutoff shorts, no underwear, and a t-
shirt. I slipped on a pair of sandals, jumped in the 
car and drove to the park. It was already late by 
then, after midnight, so the park was deserted when I 
got there. This park is small like I said. There is a 
semi-circular drive with vault toilets at the apex of 
the curve right in the middle. 

Behind the "restrooms" is a small wood lot, and 
between the parking area and the road is one picnic 
table in the middle of the park. I pulled in and 
parked right in the middle of the parking area facing 
the toilets and turned my lights and engine off and 
settled back to wait for some action. After a few 
minutes there hadn't been a single car come down the 
road and I was really horny, so I unzipped my pants 
and started making my aching penis feel good. I'd been 
stroking for a few minutes and was feeling myself 
getting that familiar feeling and still, no cars 
coming down the road.

I knew if I didn't stop soon I was going to cum right 
there and I didn't want to cum quite like that, so I 
got out of the car and walked to the picnic table and 
sat there for a while. That's when the craziness set 
in. Like I said I was so horny already that I knew, 
one way or another I was going to blow a huge load in 
that park. 

After waiting another 10 minutes and still no cars, I 
got bolder and stupider. right there on the picnic 
table, I dropped my shorts around my ankles and 
started stroking myself off. Let me explain. When I 
stroke off, I like to edge for as long as possible 
before shooting off. As I'm sitting there on the 
picnic table stroking, I get just to the point of no 
return, right where I know that one more stroke and 
I'm shooting and then I stop and wait for a few 
minutes until that irresistible urge dies off. Then I 
start stroking again. 

After getting to that point the second time and still 
no cars showing up, I decide that chances are no one 
is going to show tonight and I'm just going to have to 
take care of myself. I took my t-shirt off and slipped 
out of my shorts so I'm completely naked now with a 
raging hard on and start stroking myself off again. 
Maybe this is more exciting because of the danger of 
being discovered, but I can't remember when my cock 
has been this hard in years. Just before that no 
turning back point the third time, I stop again and 
picking up my clothes, I walk naked with my hard on 
pointing the way, back to my car. 

That's when I became totally insane. I stopped at the 
car, opened the door and threw my clothes in the front 
seat and stood there, leaning against the hood of the 
car stroking myself again to get to that oh so 
delicious point for the fourth time. One thing about 
edging, is that each time you stop, it takes less time 
to reach that point of almost ecstasy. When I got 
there the fourth time and still no prospects, I really 
wanted to give some head before I came, I stopped and 
decided to walk naked to the toilet and finish off 
there. 

When I got there and started stroking again I could 
tell it was just going to take maybe two minutes of 
stroking and I was going to blow. I might be able to 
hold off one more time, but I wasn't sure. This all 
took place over a period of about an hour and a half. 
By now, I'm stroking very softly a slowly because 
every stroke feels like I'm going to blast and I want 
to hold out.

I stopped for the fifth time, I think, or maybe it's 
the sixth, I'm right on the edge of cuming and I've 
kind of lost track. I'm down to about 30 seconds 
between stops and the feeling is so overwhelming that 
I know the next time I'm going to blow. Just as I 
touch my cock to complete this ecstatic misery, I hear 
a car pull into the parking lot.

"Oh shit! Now what have I done?" I peeked around the 
open doorway to see if I could escape to the woods 
behind the toilets, but the car has pulled up right 
next to mine and the headlights are pointing right at 
me. There is no door on this building, just a short 
wall between the opening and the parking lot, so I 
have nowhere to go and my cock has been on the edge 
for so long that it isn't subsiding at all in spite of 
my fear of being caught. There was nothing I could do 
but sit down and hope the guy doesn't want to use the 
bathroom. No such luck. 

In a minute this young man about 27 or 28 years old 
comes walking around the corner of the wall and sees 
me sitting there. I could see he was somewhat 
surprised to see anyone there at all and started to 
back out, but then He stopped. Noticing I was 
completely naked, there could only be one explanation 
for it and he stood there and looked at me. He reached 
down and started rubbing himself through his shorts. 
Breathing a sigh of relief and desire, I straightened 
up from my stooped over position and he could see 
easily that my cock was hard and throbbing. Looking 
around to see if anyone else was around, he slipped 
his thumbs into the side of his shorts and slowly 
pulled them down to his knees. 

It was obvious right away that he didn't stop here to 
take a leak. He had a very nice, 6 1/2" cut hard on 
and he was shaved smooth. For me, that is even more of 
a turn on, and I got up from my seated position and 
walking the few steps to him, I kneeled down and 
pulled his shorts the rest of the way down, and he 
stepped out of them, then pulled his shirt off also. 

I kneeled down in front of him and gently took hold of 
that beautiful cock and started softly stroking it, 
rubbing my thumb softly around the sensitive underside 
of it until he was breathing kind of ragged, and then 
I took it in my mouth. I don't know if he had been 
stroking himself for a long time, or if he suffered 
from premature ejaculation, but in just a few short 
minutes, he was holding the side of my head and 
shoving his cock as deeply as he could into my mouth 
and gasping, started to cum load after load. He had so 
much cum that I couldn't keep up and he just kept on 
cumming. 

After he quit pumping his juice into my mouth and I 
had swallowed as much as I could keep up with, he 
caught his breath, thanked me and started to reach for 
his clothes when we both heard a voice next to us 
saying, "Damn, that was hot." We were both so excited 
about what we were doing, that we never heard another 
car pull up. This guy was about 40 and he stood there 
with his hard on in his hand smiling at us and slowly 
stroking his 8 incher. 

Since he had watched me suck this other guy off he 
came directly over to me and stood in front of me 
stroking his cock just inches from my face. I've often 
wondered what it would be like to suck off a group of 
guys. Maybe 8 or 10 guys, each stroking their cocks 
until they were ready to explode then coming to me and 
letting me suck them off until they cum. That had been 
a fantasy never acted on, but I could probably suck 
two guys off, so I reached for his cock and guided him 
into my mouth. 

While I was sucking the first guy, I kept periodically 
stroking my own cock so I was still raging hard and on 
the verge of cumming myself. While I was alternately 
licking the underside of his cock from his balls to 
his penis head and then deep throating him 'til I 
could swirl my tongue over his balls, and then licking 
him softly again, I kept stroking my own cock. Finally 
he groaned and thrust into my mouth as his cock 
swelled even more and spurted a splash that hit the 
back of my throat and then kept spurting more onto my 
tongue.

This time I could keep up and I swallowed it all. 
During all this, the first guy had stayed around and 
watched, so when the second guy finished cumming and I 
stood up with a rock hard shaft and started stroking 
it softly, he came over and said, let me. He slid to 
his knees and took me in his mouth and within 30 
seconds, I was blowing one of the biggest loads I had 
ever blown into his mouth.

Saying thank you profusely and peeking around the 
corner to make sure no other cars had come in unknown 
to us, number two pulled his pants up and started back 
to his car, while number one picked up his clothes and 
walked naked with me back to our own cars. Just as we 
got dressed and back in our cars, another car pulled 
into the drive and slowly drove through the parking 
area. It wasn't until it got a few feet away that we 
saw the bubble of a state trooper on top of his roof.

I shook all the way home thinking of how bad that 
could have turned out.

By the time I got inside and in the shower, I was 
thinking of what a good time Charlie was having. 
Knowing how it turns me on to hear her tell me about 
her experiences, I'm sure she'll tell me in great 
detail how the weekend went.

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