Always Do The Lottery

"Number .....29!"

My eyes darted to the ticket I held in my hand as the ball rolled out
of the officially regulated machine now depicted on my TV screen. I
ticked off the number.

"Second number.." the disembodied voice continued, "12...."

Again I ticked the number off on my ticket.

The lottery. A Saturday evening ritual for the overly optimistic all
over the world. And for Jenny and I and our neighbours Bill and Sonia
also. But after several years of weekly disappointment, the excitement
had most certainly waned; every Saturday the ticket that we had pinned
our hopes and dreams on would be ritually screwed up and thrown with a
sigh towards the waste basket. But not for me - not this Saturday at
least.

I glanced over at my wife Jenny. She was sitting, blissfully unaware
that our ticket had correctly recorded the first two numbers of the
draw, next to Bill on the sofa. As usual, the two of them were
flirting outrageously. My eyes flitted over the room and alighted on
Sonia, Bill's gorgeous blonde wife. I often wondered why Bill was so
unfaithful. I knew the rumours about his excessive womanising were
true - he had never tried to hide the fact. But with a wife as lovely
as Sonia - why?

"The third number is....21"

My attention was immediately drawn back to the TV screen as, again, I
ticked off the third matching number on my ticket. I was starting to
pay attention now, it had been a while since we had managed to match
three numbers.

"Fourth number.....35"

I could feel the sweat begin to break out across my forehead as I
studied the ticket and found to my astonishment that I also had the
fourth number. My eyes were now rivetted to the screen. My throat was
dry as the machine, agonisingly slow, churned out the fifth ball.

"Number 4"

I hardly dared look, but I knew it was there almost instinctively.
Five numbers! Images of fast cars and yachts bobbing lazily on clear
blue oceans began to form in my mind.

"And the final number is.....27!"

The two matching digits stared out at me from the winning ticket. I
exhaled sharply not realising that I had been holding my breath or for
how long. My mind raced. All external thoughts and images had been
erased; all that was left was the ticket.

Sonia was the first to notice that something had happened.

"What's wrong, Paul?" Her voice sounded as if it came from a thousand
miles distant.

Eventually, I managed to raise my eyes and stared at her. I tried to
speak but my mouth was dry, the words sticking like glue in my throat.

"I...I...We...We....I think we...." I stuttered.

"What on earth is the matter, Paul?" laughed Jenny. "You look like
you've seen a ghost!"

I gave up trying to speak. Wordlessly and with trembling fingers I
handed her the lottery ticket and pointed to the matching numbers
displayed on the TV. Jenny's smile faded instantly. She took the
ticket and read. I was slightly irked to see that Bill's arm was
around her shoulders but, it didn't seem important. Right then nothing
seemed real.

For a long moment all four of us were silent as my wife double checked
the numbers. Suddenly she let out a piercing cry of joy. The sound
reverberated around the room and startled us all. I waited for her to
leap up and embrace me, to confirm that we had indeed won, but my
wife's next action surprised even me.

With a second squeal of joy, Jenny immediately turned towards Bill.
Her arms wrapped lavishly around his neck and she pulled him to her in
a hard, lustful embrace. I assumed that this was just a shocked
display of affection and that as soon as she realised what was
happening she would break the kiss and come to me. I was wrong. For a
second time in the space of a few minutes I was rendered speechless. I
knew that I should do or say something but there was some morbid,
voyeuristic fascination in watching my wife kissing another man. I
looked over at Sonia expecting to see the same shocked expression that
I knew must currently be adorning my own face but again I was wrong.
Sonia's face was a picture of passive acceptance. I immediately got
the impression that this was not the first time she had witnessed her
husband in an intimate embrace with another woman.

As their kiss continued it appeared to intensify; the electricity
between my wife and our neighbour was obvious. Sensing my astonishment
and slight discomfort, Sonia had come and sat next to me.

"It's okay. Let them have their fun." She whispered into my ear,
trying to comfort me, her arm around my shoulder and playing with the
hairs on the back of my neck.

Bill and Jenny's lips were still locked together. Their eyes were
closed, lost in a world of their own and completely oblivious to
anything or anyone around them.

"But..but, surely you don't..."

My words tailed off as Sonia's soft lips touched my own. I could still
see Bill and Jenny out of the corner of my eye and was further shocked
to see that Bill had opened my wife's blouse and was at this moment
helping her shrug the garment from her olive skinned shoulders to
reveal her red satin bra. I felt Sonia's hand gentle on the side of my
face as she slowly turned me back towards her eager lips. A moment of
panic shook me as I realised what was happening but this feeling
quickly disappeared as I felt Sonia's long, pink tongue snake into my
mouth.

"It's okay, Paul. Honestly." Sonia whispered as our long, wet kiss
finally ended. "We all know what my husband's like, but he's very
good. Believe me, he'll make your wife very happy!"

I wasn't sure how I should feel about all this but, despite myself,
Sonia's exquisite kiss had left me with a serious erection and I could
feel myself straining against my pants. Sonia also noticed my obvious
bulge and let her hand rest lazily against it.

"But shouldn't we...you know..?" I croaked

"No, let them enjoy themselves," Sonia said as she gently massaged my
groin, "we can have fun too! Wouldn't you like to touch my breasts
while we watch?"

It was strange. Thoughts of the lottery had almost vanished from my
mind as my beautiful, blonde companion gripped the hem of her tight
fitting sweater and pulled it up over her head. We had been friends
with Sonia and Bill for some months and I now recalled all the times
that I had tried to sneak furtive glances at Sonia and often
fantasised about what her tits would look and feel like in the flesh.
Now I could see for myself; sweet, creamy coloured mounds of flesh
capped with ruby red nipples that simply cried out to be fondled.

"Go ahead," cooed Sonia as if reading my mind, "I don't think Bill or
Jenny are going to mind, they seem quite busy themselves right now!"

As my palms filled with the deliciously warm flesh of Sonia's breasts
I looked over at my wife and her lover. Both were now as naked as the
day they were born and Bill was urgently pulling Jenny's head towards
a large, throbbing penis. I felt Sonia's nipples harden to stiff
points just as I saw my own wife's willing lips slowly part and accept
the turgid length of Bill's cock.

"Mmmm...she looks great with Bill's big cock in her mouth, doesn't
she?" Sonia murmured. "Just watching them is making me so wet."

I looked back at my blonde lover's flushed face and nodded my
agreement.

"Touch me, Paul," she whispered, "touch me down there."

I was past worrying now and eagerly let my hand slip down to Sonia's
leg. Her skirt was short and as my fingers explored further and
further up her thigh I could feel the heat emanating from her damp
panties.

Sonia gasped as my fingers grasped the waistband of her underwear and
began to tug them over her sweet, rounded behind. My hand brushed
against her mound and I realised that she was completely shaved;
smooth, silky and very moist.

It was time for us to follow Bill and my wife's example and get naked.
As Sonia and I stood and began to disrobe, both of us watched as Jenny
continued to suck feverishly on Bill's solid erection. His long shaft
disappeared in slow, steady thrusts as he fucked her mouth. Jenny
could do little but gurgle her appreciation as the slick rod bumped
against the back of her throat accompanied by deep guttural moans of
satisfaction from Bill.

"Why don't you get Sonia to give you some of this?" Bill suddenly said
to me. "She's a real slut, you know and a great cock-sucker! And
little Jenny's pretty good with her mouth, too! Damn! Why have we
never swapped our wive's before!"

It was a good point, I thought. I had long wanted to get into Sonia's
panties and knew from the way that he flirted with her, that Bill felt
the same way about my wife. Suddenly all this seemed to make sense.

As I finally removed my shorts and my hard cock sprung out, I watched
Sonia's eyes widen with obvious lust.

"Oh Paul," she cooed, "Let me suck on that big dick! I want to taste
it right now!"

Never one to disappoint a lady I lay back with a wide grin and
anticipated Sonia's silky lips on my cock. It was as good as I had
expected. No, better. I felt my mind swim as her warm mouth enveloped
my throbbing glans and her tongue slide under my shaft as she began to
blow me.

Slowly, Sonia dropped her head lower and lower onto my erection. My
breath shortened as I felt myself at the entrance to her throat and I
gasped out loud as she made a slight adjustment to the angle of her
head and swallowed me down into her hot, tight throat.

"Damn!" I cried, finally finding my voice, "You're right Bill, your
wife gives fantastic head!"

I looked over at my friend to see him smiling back at me. His long
tool was buried deep in my own wife's sweet throat and he was bucking
his hips up as he face-fucked her.

"I want it inside me, Bill, please fuck me!" Jenny gasped as she
reluctantly allowed the thick cock to slip from between her lips.

I watched as Jenny remained holding Bill's dick and spread her long,
shapely legs. Moving herself over his body she straddled his groin and
deftly guided his swollen member towards her exposed pussy hole. I
heard her gasp wantonly as he penetrated her vagina and watched her
slowly lower herself onto him until he was buried completely inside
her

While his wife continued her delicious deep-throat action on my
throbbing tool, Bill's arms encircled my own wife's lithe body and
gripped her buttocks. I could see his hands grope and squeeze the soft
flesh of her ass. I watched his lips open and move towards her breasts
drawing a stiff, hard nipple into his mouth and nibbling lightly on
the tight bud. Jenny moaned loudly. I could see her legs tremble and
her bare toes curl as she fell headlong into a crashing climax.

I had been so wrapped up in my wife-watching, that I hardly realised
that my own, blonde-haired lover had removed my cock from her mouth
and was slowly licking up and down the length of my shaft. Her pink
tongue seemed to dart this way and that as she laved me from tip to
balls and back again causing my weapon to twitch and throb wildly as
she held me.

"I got an idea," she gasped as she slowly stroked my dick, "let's all
fuck together! I need to feel Paul's cock in my cunt right now!"

We all laughed and agreed with the idea. This would be wonderful, I
thought. Not only would I be able to satisfy my recently acquired
voyeuristic tendencies by seeing my wife get fucked right next to me,
but I'd have the added pleasure of watching her whilst ramming my dick
into Sonia's hot pussy!

The decision made, the two girls lay down naked next to each other.
Bill and I moved into position; him between Jenny's wide spread legs
and me between his wife's. We both looked at each other. It was as if
some unspoken message was passed between us. We both nodded as if
agreeing.

With long, well-timed thrusts Bill and I entered our women
simultaneously. Both girl's moaned as they felt the penetration and
then seemed to understand our plan to mirror each others actions.
Gasping together they both raised their hips and pushed towards us
ensuring that our entire lengths were buried in their cunts
completely. Sonia felt hot and tight and I could see from the
delighted expression on Bills Face that he was not disappointed
either.

We moved in unison. Backwards and forwards thrusting deeper and deeper
with each movement of our synchronised bodies. My wife's feet were
draped over Bill's shoulders as he pushed her knees firmly backwards,
spreading her further apart in a lewd pose.

Sonia was breathing hard as I humped into her sweet body and I knew
she was on the point of climax. My hands went under her butt and
spread her cheeks, sliding a finger gently into her tight asshole.
That was enough to tip her over the edge and she orgasmed loudly her
body shaking and trembling as her cunt contracted on my cock.

"Jeez, Bill," I gasped, rutting into Sonia's quaking body, "I don't
think I can hold out much longer!"

"Me too!" My friend grunted his reply, "let's cum on their tits!"

It seemed like a great idea to me and so, together, we both pulled out
of our respective pussy holes and I clambered up sitting astride
Sonia's chest. Bill did likewise with Jenny and the girls giggled as
they must have felt our heavy balls tickling their skin as my
neighbour and I began to thrust between their heaving tits.

There was no way we were going to be able to time our ejaculations
exactly, but we were pretty close. I felt my head spin as the cum
began to boil up from my balls. Sonia's warm cleavage surrounded me
beautifully and the contrast of my gushing white sperm as it splashed
across her tanned breasts was almost electrifying.

Bill was very close behind me and I heard him groan deeply in his
throat. I turned and was just in time to see a huge spurt of seed
explode from between my wife's tits and splash obscenely onto her face
thickly coating her eyes and lips.

That evening was one of the most intensely erotic experiences of my
life. The four of us got together on a few occasions subsequently, but
we never quite managed to replicate the moment.

It turned out that Jenny and I had won nearly half a million on the
lottery and after enjoying a sumptuous holiday with Bill and Sonia we
decided to buy a much larger house in the suburbs. We kept in touch
with our friends for a while but, inevitably, we eventually lost
touch.

Although we are now quite wealthy I still buy my lottery ticket every
week. Sometimes we invite other friends around to our house on
Saturday evening as the draw is being made, but it's never quite the
same. I don't think it will ever be the same without Bill and Sonia.