Basement Tour

Laura cuddled into Rex and they caught their breaths. “So… that was fucking hot. Have you been down here all day enjoying this video?” Rex asked.

“Hell yeah it was! And no. Actually I wanted the first time I watched it down here to be with you. And that worked out just as well as I’d hoped.” She smiled.

“Hey so watching the video kind of made me realize, I’m sorry I didn’t fuck you too. That was rude of me.”

“Oh don’t be like that. Do I love being fucked by you? Yes of course. But what you gave me here was such a gift. Not only the recording, but the experience of watching my best friend be pleasured in such a thorough fashion. Thank you. And besides, I knew I’d have you soon enough anyways. I’m a cuckquean. You fucking other women is never a bad thing.” Laura explained as she ran her fingers softly over Rex’s body. The sensuality of it was delightful.

“Ok, if you say so. I guess I’m still getting used to that. But I’m glad you had as much fun as I did this weekend.” Laura kissed Rex. “This theater is freakin awesome by the way. I had no idea this was down here. Why do you never use it?”

“Well this whole mansion was built for hosting, as you can tell by the kitchen and dining room and pool and patio blah blah blah. Same with the basement. We used to have parties that started outside and then moved down here for more of the night time fun. But after Harold passed I didn’t feel very social for a long while. Once I did start up my social life again, I just never got around to hosting. So I kind of just let the basement store up junk and go ignored.”

“Would you mind showing me around?” Rex asked.

“Um, sure why not.” Laura said a little caught off guard.

They got up but didn’t put on their clothes, except for Laura’s panties she was already wearing. Laura took him out of the theater room and back to the central room in the basement.

“Well this here is the wine cellar,” Laura gestured to the wall. A series of almost seamless glass doors stretched from floor to ceiling. Behind them, racks of wine bottles with a variety of labels and colors filled most of the space. “Harold and I enjoyed collecting as we traveled. About half from right here in California. Most of the rest from Europe, and a few from elsewhere.”

“Wow, I don’t know much about wine, but knowing you, these are probably some great bottles.” Rex said. “And is this…” Rex circled a table pushed to the side of the room. “… A poker table?”

“Good eye,” said Laura. The eight sides had given it away. Laura pulled up a bit of the tablecloth that had hid it at first. The green felt had a soft feel as Rex inspected it. But it was the woodwork that was immaculate. Expert scrollwork defined the table. From the frame to the legs. Inlaid gold trim also gave it a feel of luxury.

“Wow. This is a piece of art! Look at the craftsmanship!” Rex said, impressed.

“Glad you like it. Funny story is that Harold actually won that in a game of poker. Some rich tech guy in San Fran had bought it at auction in Portugal or someplace, can’t remember. He bet it in a moment of cockiness and well, at least he kept his word.”

Laura led Rex to a door on the left side. “So remember I said this place was for hosting, and in particular night time hosting?” She opened the door and Rex walked into a large room with a large dance floor covering half of it. A wrap around couch lined the far corner of the dance floor, with a stripper pole near it. On the near end of the room was a bar with a few stools in front, and an impressive and well stocked liquor cabinet behind it.

“Wow, I don’t know what I was expecting, but I guess a mini night club makes sense.” Rex walked around the room. There were random boxes and pieces of furniture that clearly weren’t intended for the space here. A layer of dust covered most things, including the speakers throughout the room. “Do these still work?”

“Probably,” answered Laura.

“What about that? Does that still work?” Rex pointed at the stripper pole.

“I would assume so. I might be a little rusty but the pole isn’t.”

“You?” Rex was surprised and his mind raced with what Laura would be like baring herself in that way. He assumed they had hired entertainers for whatever these parties were. But Laura herself?

“Don’t act so surprised. I had a few moves that used to go over very well with the crowd. I might not have been the most skilled at it but I could hold my own.”

“I bet you did. Maybe one day I could see you show off once more.”

“I think I could make that happen,” Laura said as she winked at him. Never in a million years did she think she would ever be as playful and sensual as she used to be, to try stripping again. But Rex made her want to impress him. To seduce him. To excite him. The feeling…the desire to please him…was exhilarating.

“So is there a room like this on the other side?” Rex said as they left that room and walked towards the other room.

“Not quite. We never finished it.” Laura opened the door to reveal a large room with just a handful of odds and ends scattered around. “We just used it for storage. I’ve had ideas every now and then of what to do with it but nothing has ever materialized.”

“You know I’m fairly handy. If you ever want to talk about some of those ideas maybe I could help make it happen.”

“Oh. Well that’s kind of you. Maybe I’ll take you up on that one day. But for now, I need that “handiness” to be grabbing something else, or should I say someone else. What’s the soonest early morning I could steal you away?”

“Well I would normally say I can skip surfing on Sunday, but actually both Nick and Tim can’t golf this week so I’m free Saturday.”

“Perfect.” Laura said as she opened one of the glass doors to the wine and bent slightly at the waist to read through the options before her. Something about the unintentional nature of the subtle bend and the way it stuck her ass out so perfectly, while her heavy breasts swung daintily… Rex realized that besides all this voyeur and cuckquean stuff, Laura was just downright gorgeous of her own accord. He felt himself getting hard and decided to go for it.

Rex stood behind Laura and ran his hands up her back. He leaned over and groped her tits. Gently at first, but more hungrily soon. Her ass instinctively grounded into his groin. The blue thong panties she had put on after he creampied her were the only thing between them. Laura reached back and pulled them to the side. They were soaked, and so was she. Rex was rock hard and slid into Laura’s pussy. It was practically gushing with his cum from before. Something about the extra lubrication just felt amazing. It hit different, and Rex wondered if Laura also felt the difference.

Not the time to ask though, as lust consumed him. He grabbed her hips and started ramming her. The wine bottles rattled as Rex pounded Laura. Her moans echoed in the confined basement.

“So,” Rex said, “tell me about this friend you want me to fuck next.”

Laura turned her head around just enough to give him a delightfully wicked smile and then turned back forward as she took the beating from his cock. He was fucking her so hard she couldn’t get out complete sentences. “Sarah-” she moaned. “Slutty-…blonde-…great-…shape.”

Something about Laura trying to communicate but struggling because of his cock made him feel amazing. He decided to slow it down a bit though so she could see plain more. He was intrigued about this Sarah.

“Try now,” Rex said as he slid in and out of her slowly and fully.

“Fuck this is so hot. Well there are several, but I think the one that will work first is Sarah.” She paused when he got to full insertion. The feeling of fullness overwhelming her. He pulled out slowly and she continued. “She’s gorgeous. Unbelievably great shape. Avid runner. Loves the outdoors. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and when she laughs you can see her abs.” Laura paused again as Rex filled and stretched her. “She’s very slutty and adventurous, so I think I can talk her into the whole me watching thing no problem.” Another pause as he buried his cock to the hilt inside her soaking wet pussy. With a deep breath she continued, “we love gossiping about her flings. She goes into such detail and the voyeur in me is always happy to hear her recollections. But this… this is going to be on another level. It won’t be some random Tinder hookup, it’ll be you!”

With that, Rex couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He grabbed Laura’s waist powerfully and took control of her, ravaging her. The bottles rattled as the energy of his fucking transferred through her. Laura moaned happily, not sure what thrilled her more, this absolute pounding or the prospect of Rex taking Sarah like this. Her toned body must look so good taking a cock. She would finally be able to see her amazing body in action.

Rex finally exploded in Laura. He leaned forward and groped her gorgeous tits and kissed her neck. He licked her ear and growled “you’re so fucking gorgeous, my beautiful cuckquean.” Shivers ran down Laura’s back. She knew in that moment she’d do anything to keep this going. Anything to please this man who was fulfilling all her deepest kinks.

Rex looked around and laid down on the floor. “You really need a couch in here or something.”

Laura smiled and joined him on the floor, cuddling into him and he wrapped his arm around her. “We need a couch in here,” she replied. As they looked into each other’s eyes, the significance of her emphasis on the “we” was obvious. Despite the peculiarities of their relationship they felt a deep connection to each other. Where was this going? Who knew? But they were both delighted to be enjoying the ride together.

“Hmm,” Rex groaned . “Speaking of ‘we’ I think I’ve got the perfect idea for when we meet with Sarah. You said she’s very active? How about the three of us get to know each other by going on a hike Saturday morning?”

“Oh she’d love that!” Laura beamed, her mind already racing with thoughts of the two of them showering afterwards and the sexual tension building to a fever pitch. She couldn’t wait to see what Rex was going to do to her slutty friend.