Sharing is the Spice of Life – Ch. 1 & 2

SHARING IS THE SPICE OF LIFE



CHAPTER 1



I awakened just before sunrise. I love this time of morning, it’s quiet and cool. I am headed down to the kitchen to get a tall cup of coffee to help start the day out right. As I return to the bedroom, I wonder if Chelsea is awake yet. We have been married for 10 years and she is the love of my life. As I pass by the bed, I see that she is still sleeping soundly.



She has kicked the covers off and is wearing only a white tank top. I stop momentarily and admire her semi-naked body as the first rays of sunshine enter our bedroom. Chelsea is 5 ft 8, brunette hair that falls to her shoulders. She has 34C breasts and a dynamite figure. Her legs are long and nicely toned. The tank top doesn’t quite cover her shaved pussy. I can’t ever get enough of looking at her. When we go out, she always gets admiring looks from all the men present.



I take one more look at my beautiful wife, take a sip of coffee and go out onto the balcony to enjoy the beginning of another beautiful day. From there I can look out over the expanse of our Texas ranch and plan the day ahead.



My name is Guy Marlowe. I own the Star Crest Ranch. It consists of 30 sections of Texas ranch land located about halfway between Dallas and Austin. We raise prime Black Angus cattle and some top working horses and, oh yes, I can’t forget Pedro, our pet burro. He has the run of the place. I sometimes believe that thinks he owns this place. He wanders where he pleases, but never too far from the house.



As the sun continues to rise, red and blue hues color the hills of the ranch. It’s always a beautiful sight to behold. Out past the corals I see the men beginning to stir from the bunk house, preparing for the upcoming day. My foreman, Colton Rogers, is up. I can see lights on in his house down by the creek. Another day is beginning.



I am so into the early morning events I don’t hear Chelea come up behind me. As she wraps her arms around me and I hear her say, “Good morning lover”.



I turn around and get a “good morning” kiss from my wife. I push her back and see that she is still dressed in the white tank top which comes to just below her navel. She smiles, grasps my hand and leads me back inside to the bed. She pulls off the tank top and crawls onto the bed. I am out of my boxer briefs and beside her in a flash.



Chelsea pushes me over onto my back and takes my semi-hard cock into her mouth and begins to move her head up and down on my hardening shaft. She is on her hands and knees sucking my member…her tits dangling in front of me. I can’t resist the urge to grasp them and toy with her nipples. That’s one thing that gets her going so fast. Sometimes she gets into it so much that she comes from just the sensation of having her nipples squeezed, softly pinched and sucked on.



She jacks my cock as she sucks my balls into her mouth, one at a time…the sensations are exquisite, and I feel my balls start tingling as my load builds.



“You’d better slow down girl, or you’re going to get a mouth full,” I tell her.



“Ok,” she says as she moves her body up over mine and places her pussy over my mouth.” “Now let’s see what you can do lover.”



Chelsea is gushing as I tongue her pussy and suck on her clit. I can feel her warm juices running down my tongue, filling my mouth…she tastes so good…sweet like nectar. Then I feel her begin to cum. As her thighs squeeze my head, I can’t breathe, but I continue to suck and lick her pussy, keeping her orgasm going. When she finally finishes, she slides her pussy down to my waiting cock and impales herself. I gasp for air as I feel my 6 inches of tormented flesh slide easily inside her warmth.



She kisses me, tasting her pussy on my tongue as she begins to fuck me hard…slamming her pussy down into my pubic bone. I can hear the sloppy wet sounds. Her tongue is searching for my throat, her nipples totally erect. I feel her starting to cum again…her hot juices are dripping onto my aching balls. I can feel her hot pussy squeezing my hard cock. Cum is churning in my balls and beginning to flow through my pounding cock into her depths. Cum explodes from my cock and paints the walls of her pussy. One, two, three, four, five long ropes of my rich cum fill her to overflowing. Her relentless orgasm is draining her, and she is laying full on top of me. I can feel her heart pounding and hear her labored breathing. My cock softens and begins to slip from her slick hole, followed by a torrent of spent cum.



I hear her whisper, “I love you,” then she rolls off me onto her back. Chelsea and I lay there for several minutes. I whisper to her, “I love you,” as I kiss her deeply then leave the bed headed for the shower.



I grin as I say, “Some of us have to go to work, not just lounge around all day.” She throws a pillow at me as I enter the bathroom.



After I finish my shower, I go downstairs to the kitchen and pour another cup of coffee as I stir up some eggs and ham. About the time breakfast is ready, Chelsea shows up wearing her tank top and a pair of bikini panties. She kisses me and says, “Smells great…I’m starving.” as she scrapes 3 eggs and a huge slab of ham onto her plate, along with two pieces of toast.



“So,” she says, “what are you doing today?”



“We are all going out to Section 28 and work the calves. I’ll be out there all day. What is on your agenda today?”



“I’ll be here all day…I’ll have supper ready around 6. I have something I want to talk over with you tonight.”



“What’s it about darlin’?” I asked.



“Nothing serious, it will wait till tonight, it’s going to take a while.”



“Ok,” I said as I grabbed my hat and headed out the door, “See you later…love you.”



When I got to the barn the boys had my horse saddled and ready. We all mounted up and headed out to Section 28. The air was fresh in my face as I rode along, with flashbacks of the morning popping in and out of my mind.



We gathered the cattle on this section and penned them in the porta-corals that had been set up yesterday. We began castrating and vaccinating all the calves. At noon Charlie, the cook, arrived with lunch. Everyone found a shady place to sit and eat and maybe get in a short nap before we continued.



I was leaning against a large mesquite tree looking over a small valley. I saw someone riding toward us along with a small animal.

It didn’t take me long to figure out who it was…it was Chelsea and Pedro was following her. Wonder what she wants, I thought.



I smiled to myself thinking how the hands react every time she comes riding out to where we were working. Generally, she wears tight Wranglers, boots, a tank top and a hat. Her tank tops were all very tight and shows her curves off. I’ve never accused her of being an exhibitionist and liking to give all my cowboys a hard on…it just goes unsaid, it’s her personality.



I stood up as she got closer and watched her ride up. Chelsea is an excellent rider. For several years, she was one of the top barrel racers in Texas. She started riding when she was six on her father’s ranch.



“So, what are you doing out this far, hell, it’s a six-mile ride.”



She smiled as she dismounted. I glanced around and she had the total attention of the 12 cowboys present. I just grinned as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I just wanted to take a ride…not really…. I just wanted to see my husband. Pedro just came along for the ride.”



“Well, my darlin’, seeing you is something I never tire of, and I hope you don’t either.” I looked at Pedro and saw he was sporting a big hard on. “What’s with him?” I asked.



There were a few wild burros back a couple of miles and I think he spotted a girlfriend. He’s been acting goofy since then.” We both laughed.



She hung around for a while and shot the bull with the guys. They all liked giving her a hard time about never working and just ‘hangin around and lookin’ purty’. She ate it up. All during this time, Pedro closely followed her around sniffing her ass. Chelsea would just slap his nose and tell him to get away.



Lunch break ended so we all went back to work. Chelsea mounted up and headed back to the house, blowing me a kiss as she left. Colton walked up to me and said, “You know boss, you’re one lucky son of a bitch. Hell, half the guys in this county would give their left nut to have a woman like that. You know, all of us knew you two would get hitched, clear back in High School….it was a match made in heaven.”



“Thanks Colton, she is someone special and I do know it.”



The afternoon was hot and muggy but passed rather quickly. We finished working the calves and headed back to the barn. Since we were done for the day, some of the guys cut off and went over to the creek. The creek is spring fed and runs year-round. The water is clear and cold and feels great on a day like today. Chels and I have sneaked off many times in the heat of the day and skinny dipped when we knew where all the ranch hands were working elsewhere. There is an area that my dad built years ago. He brought in an excavator and dug out about a quarter mile of the bank and replaced it with white sand he had hauled in from Corpus Cristi. We had our own private beach, right here on the ranch.



While most of the guys went to the creek, Colton and I continued to the barn arriving there about 4:30. “Want to come up and have a beer?” I asked Colton.



“No, boss, I have a date tonight and need to go get ready for that…thanks though…maybe a raincheck?”



“Sure, I wouldn’t want to stand in the way of you getting a wife.” I laughed.



When I got to the house, Pedro was laying in the shade sleeping and Chels was coming out the door with a cold beer in her hand. “So, what’s up with Romeo here…did he stop off and see his girlfriend on the way back?”



“No, I think he’s just wore out from the ride. He usually doesn’t wander that far.”



Chels had a beer also so we both sat out on the patio, enjoying the evening and sipping our Coronas.



“So, what is it you wanted to talk about?”



“It’s really nothing, I wish I hadn’t said anything about it this morning.” she replied.



“Come on Chels, you know there’s nothing at all that we can’t talk about. We’ve always been very open with each other, so, spit it out.”



“Well Guy, I don’t know how to start. It’s about sex. I know we have a fantastic sex life, but sometimes I feel like I’d like to get into swinging. You know my friend Cindy, well she and her husband have started it and from what she tells me, I think it would open a whole new door to enjoying sex, you know like being with someone different, occasionally. I thought we might talk it over and maybe like try it out sometime.”



That was a big surprise to me. I never ever would have expected my sweet Chelsea to have a desire like this. Personally, I wouldn’t mind getting some strange once in a while, but being the chauvinistic ass that I am I don’t think I want her fucking someone else…I don’t know if I could stand to watch some guy shove his cock into my wife.



“I really don’t know what I think about it Chels. I think I might have a hard time watching some other man fuck you or you suck some guy off…I just don’t know.”



“Cindy told me that they had the same feelings, but they decided to give it a try one time and see how they would react. She told me that it really wasn’t a problem, once they were into it. She said that Don felt like he wouldn’t be able to watch some guy fuck her or watch her suck some man’s cock and eat his cum. She said they talked about it for several days, considering all the downfalls. She said that once they considered it long and hard, they decided to give it a try one time before they made up their minds totally.”



“Do you really want to give this a try Chels?” I asked her.



“Well Guy, yes, I do. I think it would be a wild experience for us both. After once, we could decide whether we wanted to go further with it.”



“Who would we do it with and where?” I asked her.



“Cindy told me that they looked at the ads on the internet. They found another couple about a hundred miles away and met up somewhere in between…that way no one else would know anything about it. What do you think Guy… won’t you do this just once for me…please?”



We talked about all the scenarios that we could think about over the next several hours and a 12 pack of Coronas finally coming to the decision that we would give it a try.



For the next week or so, Chelsea combed the internet for a suitable couple to engage with. We would look at the pictures and the bios and talk about it some more. Finally, Chels found the ideal couple. They, like us, were newbies and they were exploring, still trying to find the right match.



We decided to contact them and meet up to get acquainted and feel out exactly what we all wanted. We set the date and feverishly awaited our first face to face contact.



The couple’s names were Mark and Jodi Bell. They lived in a town that was about an hour drive from here. We decide to meet up at a resort about half-way in between us. They were almost the same age, and the pictures showed they were both very attractive.



As the days passed, we talked about every option we could think of. Finally, the day came. We packed and got ready for our overnight trip. We really didn’t think that we would get into the sex part of it this trip, just get to know one another in preparation for the big event.



Chelsea and I arrived first and got checked in and went for a stroll around the grounds of the resort. It was a really nice place with a huge pool, a golf course, several restaurants and many other activities and amenities on the grounds.



When we arrived back in our suite, we found a message on our room phone from Mark and Jodi. We called them and decided to go to the pool bar where we could have a drink and talk.



We must have all been thinking alike as we all showed up wearing shorts and t-shirts…very casual and kind of revealing. Mark and Jodi were both very attractive and very well built. I would guess Jodi to have a set of 38D’s and a figure that’s out of this world. I could see that Mark also had a great body and I could see a significant bulge in his shorts that looked to be much larger than mine.



We had several drinks and talked about almost everything. They had never done anything like this either but were curious and wanted to give it a try, like Chelsea and me. We decided to go to dinner and talk some more about each person’s individual likes and dislikes.



After dinner we went to another bar on the grounds. It was more intimate than the pool bar. It was dimly lit and had music by a small pop band that played mostly soft rock. We danced with each other and really had a great time. The drinks were doing their thing with all of us and our inhibitions were very low.



Mark brought up the subject of sex first.