My Wife The Hero Ch. 01

"I've been told," I say, winking at Amanda on the other side of Dana.

Once we're outside, the cab pulls up and the driver quickly opens the door for us. I tip him right away.

"That's not including the fair," I say giving him two twenties. I give him the address and request he take it easy on the speed and the turns. He sees how trashed Dana is and nods, understanding that any crazy driving will earn him a night of cleaning out puke from the backseat of his cab.

"Thank you, sir," he says and then I give him the address.

Amanda gets into the cab first and helps me load Dana in between us. Dana continually apologizes and compliments us on how great we are the whole hour and a half drive to her place in Ladera Ranch from Hollywood. When we reach Dana's luxurious house, I pay the cab driver and help Amanda get Dana into the house. Amanda fishes Dana's keys out of her purse and unlocks the door. The alarm goes off but Dana is barely coherent enough to speak.

"Fuck, what's the code, Dana?" Amanda demands.

She mumbles a few numbers.

"Wake up, Dana!" Amanda commands, slapping her cheek a little.

"Four-one-three-seven," she says and then Amanda enters the code. The alarm shuts off and the house goes silent. I pick Dana up while my wife shuts and locks the door behind us. I carry the drunken woman up the stairs to her room and lay her on the bed.

"Let's at least get her dress and bra off or she'll be miserable in the morning," Amanda says and rolls Dana over. She unzips the sparkly green dress and then peels it down her body. Dana's already braless, so that's one less article to worry about. "Pick her up a second," she requests.

I pick Dana's nearly nude body up, admittedly admiring her full breasts as I do. She really does have an incredible, young body. Amanda pulls back the sheets and I lay Dana back down on the bed so Amanda can cover her up.

"You enjoyed that didn't you?" Amanda teases me.

"Why wouldn't I? She's a sexy woman."

Amanda looks down at Dana and nods. "Yes, yes she is."

"Doesn't she have an indoor pool?" I ask.

Amanda looks at me mischievously. "You're bad; you wanna use her pool while she's sleeping?"

"I'd prefer her to be awake, but she's passed out drunk."

"I bet you'd like her to be awake," she teases more.

I roll my eyes at my wife and then pull her into a tight embrace. "You're the only woman I truly want. And, I really want you, right now, in that pool."

Amanda kisses me and then takes my hand and leads me back downstairs. We head down a hallway across from the stairs and when we reach the end, Amanda opens the door to reveal an indoor pool. I don't smell the typical chlorine smell of most pools and I remember Andy talking about a non-chlorinated system. I can't remember the details, but Dana is allergic to chlorine, so he had to find something different. It was more costly, but neither of them seemed to care about money. Why would they when they have so much of it?

"Unzip me," Amanda requests, turning her back to me and pulling her long, brown hair out of the way. I reach up and grab the zipper with one hand and the fabric of her dress with the other. Slowly I pull the zipper down her back as I kiss the back of her neck and her shoulders. The dress opens up to me, revealing her sexy, smooth back down to her perfect, bubble butt. Her ass is probably my favorite feature on her body.

With it unzipped, the sleek fabric suddenly pools in a pile of satin on the floor. She steps out of the ring her dress has created, revealing her completely nude body; she hadn't been wearing a bra or panties all night and I had no clue. It's almost as if she'd planned things to go this way.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" she asks and then dives into the deep end of the pool.

I quickly strip down to nothing and messily jump into the pool after her. As soon as I pop out of the water, I hear my phone blaring Tim's ringtone.

"Son of a bitch," I mumble.

"Hey!" Amanda complains.

"I didn't mean that literally," I laugh and she splashes me. "What should I tell our son?"

"Tell him he's on his own for the night and we'll be home in the morning. He can take care of himself. Have him tell his sister while you're at it," she says as I heft myself out of the pool. My cock sways, bouncing between my legs as I quickly walk to our clothes and fish out my cell phone as it stops ringing.

"Damn," I say and then call him right back.

"Hey, Dad, where are you guys?" he asks, picking up with barely a ring on my end.

"We're crashing at Dana's. You'll be alright on your own, right?" I ask.

"Yeah," he replies and I hear a girl giggling in the background.

"Be safe," I warn. "Let your sister know too, okay?"

"She's at Renee's house tonight, remember?"

"That's right. Have fun, be safe!" I emphasize.

"I will, Dad, don't worry," he says and then hangs up. I grin; my son, the school stud fucking girls on the regular. I admit, I'm jealous of him; not that I wanted to be banging girls his age, of course not! I was just never like that in High School and it wasn't for lack of trying. I didn't come into my looks until college, and shortly after that I met Amanda.

I move our clothes away from the pool so they don't get wet in case any water splashes over the edge and then return to the water. Amanda stares at me with "fuck me" eyes; her beautiful breasts float just below the surface, threatening to rise above; her long, slender arms extend along the edge of the pool, holding her in place while her legs gently tread the water below her. Her hair is slicked back and dripping wet, undoubtedly like her pussy must be. I dive back in and swim under the water towards her. With my eyes open in the un-chlorinated pool, I stare at her perfectly shaved pussy as I swim towards her.

Popping up out of the water right in front of her, I pin her body to the wall with my own, rubbing my throbbing shaft against her belly. I plant my mouth on hers, shoving my tongue into her mouth, which she accepts greedily. She moves her arms to wrap them around my shoulders, but I hold them down against the edge. I feel her smile a little as we continue making out. I break our kiss and move my mouth down her cheek to her neck, kissing and licking along the way. I stop and give some attention to her jawline, just below her ear; it's an area I know drives her wild. I move up and nibble on her earlobe and then lick behind her ear.

"Mmm," she moans and her right leg slips around my left one; she begins to grind her smooth, slick pussy against my thigh which increases the pressure against my cock as it gets pinned between our bodies.

She gasps as I lower my head down to her neck and to her collarbone. I reach down and grab her ass to lift her up a little higher so I don't have to bend my neck so much. My fairly thick, seven inch cock presses against her abdomen, just above her love tunnel. She wraps her other leg around my waist for support, and to grind her pussy against my balls. It drives me insane in the best way, but I have to be patient before fucking her. I want to take my time and give her pussy a good eating.

I lift her more and more out of the water as I travel down her body. Her legs wrap around my waist as I take one of her ample breasts into my mouth, sucking on her already hard nipple. Because of her olive complexion, she has big dark nipples with areoles two inches in diameter. I never tire of her amazing tits; she knows one of my favorite things is to slide my cock between them while she sucks the tip into her mouth as it pokes over the top of her mounds. I massage the opposite breast with my hand as I suck on the other, switching back and forth every minute or so. Wanting to get to my prize a little quicker, I lift her up out of the pool and sit her on the edge. She spreads her legs wide for me and I dive right in; both of us are losing our patience to draw this out much longer.

Her musky scent puts me into overdrive as I plant my mouth over her cunt. She grinds her pussy into my face, leaning back on her elbows. I wrap my right arm around her left leg which is bent with her foot planted on the smooth cement edge, and slide my other arm under her other leg dangling over the edge into the cool water to hold me in place as my body floats in the pool. Her groans turn to gasps and high pitched screams of pleasure as I attack her pussy with my mouth and tongue, shoving it as deep into her as I can. She bucks her hips involuntarily as I eat her out. One of her hands grabs a handful of my thick, brown hair, pressing my face tighter against her pussy since I'm holding her legs apart to keep them from suffocating me.

Amanda doesn't scream much when she's in the throes of passion, but her "oh's" and "yes's" spur me on to keep up what I'm doing, as does her continual fucking of my face. I increase my speed and her screams grow louder, echoing off the tile walls and soundproofed windows. I'm glad Andy put these windows in, or else Amanda would have woken even Dana even though she's passed out drunk upstairs.

My amazing wife announces she's about to cum seconds before her body tenses up and her juices leak out onto my face, which I lap up greedily with my tongue. When she finally subsides from her orgasm, she bends down towards my face and kisses me, enjoying the taste of her own juices on my tongue and face. She even licks around my mouth to clean up what had dribbled out.

"Holy shit that was amazing. Now it's my turn, let's see if I still have my swimmer's lungs," she challenges herself and then kisses me one last time before dropping into the water. She pops back up and takes a few deep breaths then winks at me right before dropping below the surface.

She grabs my ass and pulls my cock into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down my shaft about halfway. After about thirty seconds, she comes up for air, gasps a few times and then resumes her blowjob. I'll tell you now, nothing beats having your dick sucked underwater. Granted there are many breaks every thirty to sixty seconds, but to feel the cool water hit your skin after her mouth leaves only to be replaced by her hot mouth and tongue again, over and over again is an indescribable sensation. She can usually only last a few minutes doing this, but I don't care because I almost prefer her pussy to her mouth. That's not to say she's bad at blowjobs; I just really love fucking my wife.

The blowjob lasts maybe five or ten minutes before she can't continue anymore and quickly impales herself with my cock. Between being in the water and her natural lube from her secreting pussy, she slides on with ease. My balls press against her ass as her legs wrap around my waist, my cock buried deep in her pussy. Her perfect tits smash against my chest as our mouths lock together in another tongue wrestling match. She holds on tight as I turn and pin her against the wall in a shallower part of the pool. I begin slowly thrusting in and out of her slit, building up speed as we go. I place my mouth on her neck again as I fuck her, her light screams return as I begin to pound into her pussy harder and harder, faster and faster. I spin and hold her by the waist as her body falls towards the water. She extends and contracts her legs pounding into my cock as I slam into her. It's very much like that scene in Showgirls when they fuck in the pool, but my wife is ten times hotter than that chick.

Water splashes wildly as we fuck. I pull her back up to my chest and plant my mouth on hers as we move closer to the shallow end of the pool. When we reach the arched steps, I set her down, turn her around and take her from behind. She holds onto the stainless steel railing for support as I fuck her on the steps. She looks at me over her shoulder, switching from horny growls to screams of ecstasy and back again, over and over. I slap her ass and squeeze her soft but firm cheeks as I pound into her like a piston. Finally I feel my orgasm build and she knows it from my quickened pace. She demands me to fill her up with my seed so I slam into her even harder, fucking her brains out until I finally explode my hot, sticky seed into her snatch; four big blast of jizz fill her pussy followed by a few smaller releases. My orgasm triggers a second orgasm from her, mixing our love juices together in a hot, sticky mess.

I nearly collapse on top of her, but I twist and sit down on the steps with her still impaled on my cock. We recline there together, catching our breath as our heart-rates slowly come down. I feel like I've just run a fast 5k, which I haven't done in a while due to work. But, I don't think about that right now; I just marvel at my gorgeous, loving wife who never fails to satisfy my every need. I can only hope I satisfy hers. By the way she kisses me, though, I think I have. I lightly massage her tits as we gently make out again.

"Well, that was hot," Dana says from the wooden bench lining the windows, wearing nothing at all.