This was to be a Valentine’s Day party at Mike’s friend’s place, whom I never even met. One of their buddies from teenage years was flying in from New York and they were to meet for the first time in twenty years and “kick it”. I listened to endless stories of their escapades and how they were like brothers. I was sick of it already.

 

Besides, I had a sneaking suspicion that the only reason I was invited along was because Jahan was bringing his wife and I was probably to be a distraction for her, so that she wouldn’t be in danger of dying from boredom listening to their stories, undoubtedly minor occurrences blown out of proportion.

 

Even walking out the door, we argued. He didn’t like what I was wearing, there were comments about make up, he wanted me to put on glasses so that I could drive… By the time we agreed on a cab and were standing in front of his friend’s front door, we’ve been through a huge battle and were not speaking to each other.

 

The minute we entered the crowded apartment, I was hit by the realization of how Mike had felt when he attended Christmas parties at my job. He was never too eager to go, but did as a married couple does on the occasions like that. Whenever we arrived at the place of festivities I could literally count to ten and before I was through, he would hiss at me: “So, I’m a token nigger again”.

 

Of course that was not true. None of those parties were exclusively for people of one race, but I just happened to work in predominantly white office and though that did not bother him on other occasions, the insecurities must have set in when faced with a crowd that we were joining. By the time we were leaving however, he was pleasantly drunk and buddy-buddy with most of the people who attended.

 

As we walked into the apartment, I noticed that I was the only white woman there. I looked around carefully and with a sinking feeling realized I was the only white person. I knew a couple of guys, Mike’s friends, who never went beyond a nod and a grin to me, and I seriously doubted that by the time we left I would be any better of.

 

I turned around to poke my husband with the same comment he annoyed me with each time he found himself in the situation that I was in now, of course, appropriately calling myself “cracker”, and found him embracing his friends in a most annoying display of male bonding.

 

After polite introductions, I grabbed a drink and sat in a corner, looking out of the window, admiring the breathtaking view of Chicago skyline and trying to make myself as invisible as I could.

 

To Mike’s credit, I have to admit he passed by me a few times, lovingly caressing my hair or giving me a hug and asking if I was okay, suggesting I should mingle.

 

“No, I’m fine here.” I said with a smile as sweet as I could make it. I knew I was going to hear about it later on our way home, not wanting to socialize with his friends. “It’s beautiful here.” I said and wishfully looked out the window again.

 

“Yeah, it is.” Mike replied.   “Brenda and Jahan will be here soon.” He added and was gone.

 

I didn’t really look forward to meeting even more new people. I have become weary of funny looks directed towards us when we turned up in public together. Our families did not make it any easier on us and despite our marriage having lasted for seven years I always suspected that they were expecting us to break up any day now. Twenty-first century and a big city did nothing for the small-mindedness and we both tried our best to ignore it, but sometimes it was just too insulting.  

 

A couple of hours later, my jaw started hurting from yawning, as I felt I was too tired to concentrate on anything but staying awake. I drank more than usual and satisfyingly noticed that I had managed to empty most of the Bailey’s bottle by myself.

 

Every few minutes the doorbell rang and more people that I didn’t know came, stuffing the already overcrowded apartment even more. I got a few nods from men and women who walked past me, some pausing in front of the window that I had been standing by, looking out and admiring the view.

 

A roar of yelling jerked me out of my thoughts in which I had escaped to keep myself amused and I realized that the long awaited friend had finally arrived. I couldn’t be bothered to join in the festivities of his arrival, continuously staring out the window, wishing I were anywhere but here.

 

  I felt Mike’s hand on my shoulder and was turned around against my will, still managing to smile and put on a façade of interest. Jahan was a handsome, tall guy with carefully maintained dreads, reaching to his mid back. He wore designer clothes and if I was to meet him on the street, I would probably do a double take.

 

This time however, my eyes were only for a woman standing next to him. Her height was the first that I had noticed, having gotten used to the fact that most women were shorter than me. She was an attractive brunette with lively, hazel eyes and nice, sporty body. Dressed in plain jeans and denim shirt, she certainly didn’t match her husband or most of the people in the room, who were all dressed as if going to a Christmas party, including me.

 

I shook Jahan’s hand but my eyes remained on the woman. She smiled at me and offered her own, carefully manicured hand in greeting. “I’m Brenda.” She said simply and I stuttered my name as if it wasn’t my own.

 

She had straight, shoulder length hair with a reddish glow. She was not a beauty, but I cannot recall seeing a more interesting person than her in a long time. She looked at our husbands, who were now hugging and tapping each other on their backs, laughing and throwing loving insults at one another, talking about whose dreads looked more genuine and whose belly was bigger.

 

Brenda rolled her eyes and grabbed me under the arm. “Come, let’s go and find a drink. I’ve had a hard evening already.” She said and I smiled, she must have read my mind.

 

We sat on the couch, admiring the view and chitchatting, which to my great amazement seemed to come easily, even though this was the first time we have met. I kept looking at her face, finding it more and more fascinating. Her lips were full and her eyes big and round. She had a habit of tucking her hair behind her ears, showing off small ears, bejeweled with delicate, antique looking jade earrings. I liked everything about her, even the way she scratched her head when confronted with a question that needed a careful thought before answering.

 

We discovered mutual love for books, she works for a New York publishing house, which I did some translations for, and she suggested that we have probably met before, just don’t remember each other.

 

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I would have remembered you. You’re not the kind of person one forgets easily.”

 

She looked at me, her face serious, her eyes smiling. I cursed myself quietly for being so indiscreet. Before I got married, I fooled around with a couple of women, nothing serious, but I still thought about them sometimes. Brenda would certainly be a kind of a woman I would want to mess around with. Providing neither of us was married. I knew Mike wouldn’t stand for it, and although I didn’t know Jahan, I suspected he was the same.

 

Did I just hit on my husband’s friend’s wife? Of course I did. Did she notice? By the looks of it, she did. And from what I could see, she didn’t mind. I sighed in relief.

 

“I’ll take that as a compliment, Nikkie.” She said and I nodded. “So, what’s your real name?” she asked and I cringed. I never liked to be called by my given name, which was usually used by my parents when I did something wrong.

 

“Nicola.” I said. “But, please don’t call me that.”

 

We giggled as if sharing a secret and she grabbed my hand, squeezing it gently, sending shivers up and down my spine. I liked her more by the minute, and although I couldn’t swear to it, I believed she liked me to. Not just as a conversationalist either.

 

It has been a long time since I’ve been with anyone but my husband and I feared I had lost my touch. I was going to simply let it be. See what happens, as one might say.

 

I was disappointed to see Mike approaching, fearing that the night had ended before I had enough time to talk to Brenda more. I loved chatting with her. She was funny and smart, with a sense of humor just as dry as mine, and goofiness much like my own. I had to admit that going home might have been a good idea, though. I had gotten fairly drunk.

 

“Come on,” said Mike, taking my hand. “We’re all going to Excalibur.” My heart jumped. More time with Brenda.

 

“Great!” I said and looked at her. She had walked away, talking to her husband. In the confusion of about sixty people leaving the apartment, I had lost the sight of Brenda, which was quite disappointing. Despite the fact that we were in the center of downtown, getting cabs for everybody would take a while and I feared she would have found a different amusement by the time I made it to the club.

 

We were lucky to be one of the first ones out of the building and managed to flag down the first cab passing by. We were about to enter it when Brenda came running. “Wait, wait!” she yelled and waved her arms. “Mike, go with Jahan. He’s got a cab, too. I’ll go with Nikkie.”

 

Mike was quite happy to join his old friend. I was certain there were many things they wanted to discuss out of their wives’ earshot. I was exhilarated.

 

I entered the cab first, Brenda following. I turned around and saw that Mike and Jahan caught the cab behind us. We pulled off and looked at Brenda smiling. I was happy to notice that she was smiling back at me.

 

“Where to, ladies?” asked the cabbie.

 

“Excalibur!” said Brenda. “And please, don’t take the shortest way.”

 

The guy gave us a suspicious look in the mirror.

 

“Seriously,” nodded Brenda into the mirror. “Lose your way and I’ll tip you good.”

 

The cab driver shrugged his shoulders and averted his gaze onto the street in front of him. I’m sure he had seen his fair share of weirdoes and odd requests.

 

We turned the corner and I felt Brenda’s hand on my thigh. “I like those boots.” She said. Those were the same boots that Mike had been giving me grief over earlier in the evening.

 

“You look like a hooker.” He said, measuring me with his eyes, the boots reaching over the knees and almost touching the hem of the mini dress I was wearing.

 

“Yeah,” I replied. “But I’m your hooker!” I smiled back and he walked away, disgusted.

 

I kept looking at Brenda’s hand on my thigh; her fingers caressing me, touching the top of the boots and the bottom of the short dress. I found her staring into my eyes. “If I’m wrong, please tell me now.” she whispered. I swallowed hard and shook my head.

 

Brenda’s fingers found their way up my thigh and she yelped in surprise. “Oh, you little tart!” she said when she touched the stocking suspenders realizing I was wearing garter belt.

 

“Always prepared,” I whispered hoarsely, grateful to my persistence in ignoring Mike’s protests. He had called me the same, but with different words and in a harsh tone of voice. The meaning was quite different.

 

“I want to kiss you,” I continued and closed my eyes. All I wanted was to feel her soft lips on mine.

 

“Later.” She whispered in reply. “The guys’ cab is behind us. We have to sit still.”

 

I nodded and gasped when I felt her fingers press against my panties. I opened my eyes and found the cabbie staring in the mirror, obviously aware of what was going on in the back of his vehicle. I hoped he wouldn’t crash and opened my legs, allowing Brenda’s fingers to slip under the edge of my panties, finding their way between my pussy lips and straight onto my clitty. Her touch felt like an electric shock making me shiver with pleasure.

 

“Scoot down some.” She said and I obeyed. We both slid on the seat, our heads still visible from the vehicle behind us, our hands free to roam.

 

Brenda pressed her fingers on my clitty and in circling motions made me wet within seconds. She had the Midas touch and within a couple of minutes, I was ready to cum. To my great disappointment her hand left my clitty, only to slide down my pussy and I could feel her shoving her long fingers deep inside of me.

 

I looked at her and found her grinning. “Not yet, Nik.” She whispered. “Not yet.”

 

The cab swayed dangerously and we realized that the cabbie was watching us more than the road ahead. Brenda giggled and I closed my eyes in embarrassment. I was certain this was not the first time he had seen anything like that in the back seat of his taxi, but it was the first time I had ever done heavy petting in the presence of a third party. I had to admit that it was a huge turn on, though.

 

“Fuck, Brenda, I lost it now.” I said out loud when I realized that the moment had passed and I wasn’t going to cum. A second later I felt her fingers slipping out of me and returning to the sensitive bud they had so carefully massaged a little while ago, resuming the teasing, bringing me on the verge of orgasm, only to stop at the last moment and slip inside me again.

 

A brutal sound of a car horn behind us startled all three of us, and I realized our cab was standing in front of the green light.

 

“What are you looking at?” I snapped at the cabbie. He snickered and pulled off. I spread my legs even more, chancing a cramp but not caring. Brenda had made me feel really good, if only she would finish what she had started.

 

To my great disappointment I realized we were just around the corner from the club that we were heading to. “Here we are.” I said and pulled Brenda’s hand out of my panties, pushing it away from me. I was pissed.

 

I didn’t want to see how much she paid the cabbie. He had a free show, that must have counted for something, but I didn’t say anything. When I stepped out of the car, Mike and Jahan were already waiting for us.

 

“Why didn’t you tell him where to go?” asked Mike, obviously annoyed. “He took you for a ride.”

 

“Yeah, yeah.” I said, my anger rising. I felt as if I had cotton wool stuffed in my panties, my pussy was swollen and twitching. I needed a drink.

 

As soon as we entered the club the guys headed straight for the first bar they saw. I tried to follow, but was stopped by Brenda grabbing onto my arm. “Get some beer for us, too.” She yelled at Jahan, failing to make herself heard. She just waved at him and pulled me after her.

 

“Come on, Nik.” She half whispered, half yelled in my ear and before I knew, I was dragged up the stairs to the second floor, following her reluctantly. When we reached the top of the stairs, she pointed towards the bathrooms and continued to drag me after her.

 

As the door of the bathrooms slammed behind us, drowning the impossible noise of music and people shouting somewhat, another noise of giggling and girlie chitchatting hit us. The room was half-full; there were still a couple of stalls empty. If there was a line, I don’t think we could have done what followed.

 

Without a word Brenda grabbed my hand and led me to the very last stall by the wall. I saw some raised eyebrows and gazes following us, some amused, some disgusted. Again, I could have cared less. I’m sure most of the chicks in the bathrooms have seen the like before.

 

We squeezed into the stall and I finally turned to her, nervous and expectant. “Brenda, we really shouldn’t…”

 

Before I managed to utter another word, she hugged me and finally I felt her soft lips on mine. She kissed me gently; sliding her tongue inside my mouth, at the same time I felt my dress being lifted and her fingers slipping inside my panties. She found the spot that had already had plenty of attention inside the cab and started rubbing it, never breaking her kiss.

 

I moved my pelvis against her hand, vaguely hearing the comments and giggles from the outside. I can never manage to have sex quietly, but this time around I have achieved just that.   I’m sure Brenda felt and heard my heavy breath against her ear, but the chicks on the other side of the door wouldn’t.

 

I was so close to cumming again and if she didn’t realize that by the way my body reacted, she must have felt my strong squeeze on her arm. She kept her fingers on me, at the same time slipping down and to my great surprise kneeling. She pushed the hem of my dress into my hand and pulled down my panties. She bumped my booted feet apart and squeezed in between.

 

I almost screamed when I felt her tongue replace the fingers. She wasn’t messing around either. Her lips immediately sucked onto my clitty, pulling and massaging it in a steady rhythm, which slowly kept intensifying. I could feel the long awaited orgasm approaching and I gathered all my strength to remain standing up and not let out a yelp of pleasure, but rather just a loud gasp. I was beyond worrying what the women present in the same room were thinking, they certainly knew what was going on by now.

 

I was still shivering when Brenda got off her knees, stood up and kissed me, thrusting her tongue deep inside my mouth, letting me taste my own juices on her lips. At the same time, she was unzipping her jeans and I noticed that her hands were trembling. What she had done to me had fired her up and she whispered in my ear: “Just touch me, Nik.”

 

She sat on the toilette as if she was about to pee and this time I knelt in front of her, reaching between her legs. I wanted to rub her clitty just as she had rubbed mine, but her hand pushed my fingers inside of her wet pussy, helping me find the most sensitive spot just a couple of inches from the entrance.  

 

“Push on it, Nik.” She gasped. “I’m almost there.”

 

I could feel her shivering as she pulled my face towards hers and kissed me hard. At first I thought she had peed on my hand. It had taken me a few seconds to realize that she gushed and I regretted I had not seen it properly. I’ve never been a witness to a woman ejaculating and I could never do it, no matter how I tried.

 

We froze in a moment; Brenda sitting on the toilette with her legs spread and I kneeling in front of her, our lips touching, our noses rubbing against each other.

 

“We’d better go back.” I whispered and she closed her eyes, nodding.

 

Brenda stood up, dressed herself and helping me up, too.

 

“I want to see you again, Nikkie.” She said and my heart jumped. “Jahan is leaving tomorrow and I’m staying for a couple of days. I’m at the Drake Hotel.”

 

We embraced and I didn’t feel like going back out, but knew we had to. We’ve already spent more than enough time away from the guys.

 

Just as I turned around to open the door she grabbed my arm. “Yeah?” she asked, caressing my face. “Will you see me again?”

 

“Of course.” I said, excited and a little worried. I wanted to be with this woman no matter the danger or consequences.

 

We ignored the mocking looks of the girls that we passed by. I didn’t care what anybody thought. Brenda opened the door of the bathroom and we stepped into the club, instantly bombarded by the rhythm of music and raised voices of the clubbers.

 

We joined the guys at the small table by the bar and as I sat down next to Mike he put his arm around my shoulders. I noticed Jahan did the same. I also noticed Brenda’s long and meaningful look, holding my gaze steadily.

 

I have just come closer to the love at first sight than ever before.  

 

“Miss.”

 

“Yes Matthew.”

 

“Are we really you know gona have sex?”

 

“If that’s what you want.”

 

“Do you want it?”

 

“Well if its like before then I suppose so.”

 

“Ohh.”

 

We remained in silence for the rest of the trip to her house. I carried on stroking her thigh the whole journey and my dick remained rock hard.

 

“Well here we are.”

 

It wasn’t a large flat but it wasn’t tiny not bad for a chemistry teacher with only 2-3 years experience. She parked round the corner and we walked in. I remained behind as we went up the stairs of course just checking her butt out trying to get a view of her panty clad posterior. She opened the door to her flat.

 

“Good my roommate isn’t home she’ll be gone for another couple of hours, wait here while I have a quick shower get this cum off my legs its all dry and scratchy now.”

 

I sat perched at the edge of her bed and heard the shower go on.

 

“There may be something in the fridge I’m not sure” she called out.

 

“Huuuhh?”

 

“You said you were going for food before you ended up here.”

 

I walked into the kitchen area and opened the fridge. There were some eggs and a 6 pack of Heineken. I got an egg and a can. I found a pan and started hard-boiling the egg. 10 minutes later I had finished 2 cans of Heineken and was sat on the sofa munching the egg. Mrs Richards came out of the bedroom wearing only the towel. It only just covered her areolas and only came down to mid thigh. Her wet hair hung down over her shoulders.

 

“Make yourself at home why don’t you,” She said in a dissatisfied voice.

 

I panicked and got up unsure what to do.

 

“Haha relax I was joking don’t worry,” she joked.

 

She went into the kitchen area and grabbed a beer

 

“Hey,” she called “you want another my flat mate will kill me but hey I’m ‘entertaining’ a guest.”

 

“Sure.”

 

She grabbed another then came down and sat next to me. As soon as she did my little friend popped back to attention. She handed me my beer and opened hers I watched as she tilted her head back and started drinking watching her swallow and follow the movement as it passed down her neck in long gulps, fascinated by how beautiful she looked just performing simple movement she must have performed all her life which was holding me entranced for a interlude of mine.

 

“You gona drink that or let it go completely flat?” she spoke breaking me out of my trance.

 

“Ahhhh yes… ahhem yes I’m going to drink it” I stuttered

 

She just smiled and went back to her drink finishing it in two more swallows. She got up dropped her empty can into the bin and went to the bedroom door turning before she left and beckoning me to follow. I quickly drank my drink threw the can at the bin scoring a perfect dunk.

 

I hesitated at the door what lay beyond? Would I regret it? I put these stupid thoughts out of my head. This is the woman I’ve dreamed about spilt spunk over and gazed at for many a long lesson. My fears quashed I opened the door and stepped forward pushing the door open.

 

She was laid on her bed the towel still on, her hair dryer but still damp was spread out like a fan behind, her legs were stretched out in front of her and she patted the bed beside her. I climbed up still unsure of this fiery haired vixen before me all wit and guile had vanished I just continued hoping for the best.

 

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“Well you’ve seen most of me lets get a look at you then” she said as she stretched up towards me.

 

As if a dream she came closer I could smell the alcohol on her breath, as she must have on mine. She reached towards me and took my t-shirt with both hands and pulled it over my head. No look of distaste as she saw my 6pac less body no worry as she saw my weedy arms just want and longing. I fumbled with the buttons on my jeans her hands came down lightly brushing my stomach before unbuttoning me and pulling the zip down. She glanced up into my eyes just before she pulled my jeans down there I was in my underwear in front of the hottest teacher imaginable and she just in her towel.

 

I reached towards her and she spread her arms out as I pulled on the top of her towel releasing the top half and exposing her perfect milky white breasts. I took each nipple in turn into my mouth lightly biting and nibbling them a quite sigh rose from her lips.

 

I then trailed my tongue down between her bosom and onto her navel where the towel had fallen to. I raised my head before continuing and she just nodded agreement. I slowly slid a finger down under the towel and felt the fuzz just above her woman hood. I licked my lips in anticipation and slowly opened the towel.

 

I saw a horizontal strip of downy hair light colored but still with a reddish tinge to it. I gulped once before continuing feeling her gaze on the top of my head. I licked either side of this strip and virtually threw open the rest of the towel covering her sex. It was beauty incarnate her lips slim and taut a slightly lighter pink to the rest of her skin. Her clit was barely out of its sheath but was already glistening in the air. I felt her hand on the back of my head and I lowered it onto her.

 

Instead of going straight in I slowly kissed her inner thighs moving up and back down alternating either side. I slowly licked towards her pussy before stopping and changing direction. I drew one of her lips into my mouth and slowly sucked up its length before repeating with the other one. I moved more into her legs, which then wrapped around me. I licked her from her anus the entire way forward stopping just before her now engorged clitoris.

 

I went back to her small puckered hole and stuck my tongue into it savoring the rich tangy taste and smell. I inserted one finger into her pussy coating it with her juices and slid it up her anus. She let out a small gasp and jumped a little before relaxing back down. I now turned my menstruations back onto her vaginal opening. I stuck my tongue in tasting her and inhaled deeply savoring every second. I brought my other hand down from its place on her stomach and slowly teased her clit out into the air.

 

As I took it into my lips she let out a grown and pressed down onto my head. I gently nibbled it in my mouth and let my tongue lick it over. I inserted one finger up inside her damn she was tight I felt her pussy convulse on my finger sucking at it attempting to drag me inside. I slowly slipped a second and a third finger inside. With each finger allowed a new moan to escape from her lips.

 

I slowly started to thrust my fingers into her finding that special spot again and beginning to rub and massage it. I stuck my tongue inside her and licked her inner lips using my nose to stroke her clit.

 

She brought her other hand from her side and pressed it along with the first harder into my scalp, Her hips began thrusting into my head falling into a rhythm with my fingers.

 

A long gasp came from her lips and one of her hands went to start tweaking her nipple. Her other hand griping my hair ad forcing me further into her womanhood my finger in her anus now also began to slide in and out faster and faster just out of rhythm with my fingers in her pussy as I pushed that finger in deep I felt her grip hard and I just left it there burred up to the 3^rd knuckled imbedded in her ass.

 

Just as my tongue was beginning to tire the contractions around my fingers started spasming and her clit became rock hard. Her body began to shake and a low unearthly howl began to be emitted from her lips. She then froze, my fingers now furiously fucking her G-spot and she let out an almighty cry and began to orgasm.

 

“Ooohhhhhhhh shitttt gaaaa ohh my oohh myyyyeeeee fuuucccckkkkk haaaarrrddeerrr.”

 

As before when she came she also began squirting but this time I was ready I fastened my mouth over her cunt, Vacuuming her juices as they came drinking down her sweet nectar but even as I did so she kept going as did my fingers inside her. She told me to stop and she couldn’t take anymore but I kept going on her. Then she began to release her bowels onto my face but I remained drinking her in smelling her musky sent but it was all too much for me and I withdrew my face. Of course she kept going pissing and squirting into my face I withdrew my hands from her orifices and began rubbing her into me.

 

She finally abated and just lay there oblivious in a stupor. I went back down on her and began to lap up her juices. For the next 5 minutes nothing happened apart from my constant lapping at her and the bed where her juices had been spilt.

 

“Ohhhhh wow,” she groaned finally “that doesn’t happen every day.”

 

I raised my face glossy from her juices.

 

“So you liked it then?” I enquired.

 

Her only reply was to grasp my head and pull me to her lips embracing me and kissing me oblivious to her stickiness that now covered us both. Then she remembered what she had done in her throws of passion and looked away from me ashamed.

 

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

 

“I didn’t mean to pi.. wee on you I’m sorry.”

 

“Huuuhh? Do I look like I give a damn?”

 

“well no its just…”

 

“So what I don’t care.”

 

She looked back into my eyes and then down between our bodies.

 

“Well I see something that needs to be taken care of down there.” She said seductively, before reaching down and giving my dick a few quick pumps.

 

“Ummmm what about…. You know… birth control?” I asked nervously.

 

“I’m on the pill don’t worry just fuck me already Matthew.”

 

 

I looked into her eyes and felt her grasp me and draw me closer to her. I felt her pussy lips brush the head of my dick and almost came on the spot. I hesitantly thrusted forwards glancing off her lips and missing completely.

 

“Relax take your time” she whispered.

 

I slowly pressed my dick up against her opening feeling her lips part seemingly of there own accord. I pressed onwards feeling her smooth flesh clinging onto my dick. I let out a gasp and slammed forwards producing a similar gasp from her. I stayed there for what seemed like an age before pulling back again.

 

I thrust inwards again burying my head into her shoulder and hearing her whisper words encouraging me onwards. I drew back out and slammed forwards picking up speed. I began fucking her at a steady speed and drew my head back up to her head and gave her a long kiss. Her legs griped around my back clenched and drew me forwards even harder.

 

 

I was thumping in and out going deeper with each drive. I was eventually fucking her like a rabbit hard and fast she began to moan again and burred her hands into my hair. I   brought myself up on my hands to give myself more leverage and watched her tits underneath me bounce up and down with each long powerful stroke inwards. Her hands left my hair and begain scoring lines in my back with her nails. Her breath started coming in gasps and her face flushed with excitement.

Her hands left my back and slid down her body pausing to tweak and maul her breasts before continuing to massage her budding clit bringing herself to an even higher form  of ecstasy.

Upon fealing her hands and seing her renewed vigour I gave it all my worth and slammed into her again and again smacking into her cervix and bumping her up the bed. Every stroke pushed her further rumpling the covers until her head was banging against the headboard.

 

I felt it building inside me and started fucking faster and faster. She started spasming again as I shot my first load. I kept thrusting at her as each load was blasted inside splattering her insides soaking her womb. Even before I had finished shooting my loads into her I felt my cum bubbling up around my dick forcing its way out of her pussy. Just as my last load was finished she orgasmed silently cumming just as hard as I did that sent me straight back over and I began cumming again the last thing I remembered was her looking up at me with a satisfied smile on my face before I fell into darkness.

Your hands are on my ankles and my body is in tension in anticipation of what I dream it could happen as soon as possible, but you keep staring at my manhood, your mouth very close to him, still with your hands rubbing gently on my skin. The excitement in me makes my cock to become even bigger and harder and it oscillate when doing this.

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I lay back gasping his finger was still in my arse slowly massaging he added another to it with little effort, I expected his cock to soften but I was wrong it stayed hard as though we had done nothing so far. He asked if he could fuck me, of course if I didn't want to that was fine. I truthfully told him I had only done it a couple of times and I doubted I could take his cock but I didn't mind if he tried. Reaching to his bedside cabinet he took out a tube of KY liberally coating his cock and my arse, he then laid me on my back and placed my legs over his shoulders positioning me so that his glans was over my slightly streched hole then he started to push. I felt his cock butting against the spincter muscle that seemed intent on banning its passage, I forced myself to relax. Then I felt the head make its way in slowly starting to fill me, little by little his cock imposed itself in me the more I relaxed at its intrusion the more went in. Then suddenley he started to fuck me a warmth started to build up and I started to really enjoy it wanting him to go harder. My own cock was hard again harder than I thought possible I felt I would explode if anyone touched it. I lost all track of time everything seemd to revolve around his cock in my arse, it moved slowly until I felt he would withdraw entirely then it rammed full length to the hilt or in short quick strokes, I didn't care just wanting it to go on. Finally I felt his movements get more urgent and again a slight thickening before his cum flooded in my arse, I let out a groan as he withdrew his cum following his shaft as it left my stretched hole. Seeing my still rigid cock he bent his head to it taking it in his mouth he slowly worked on bringing me to orgasm, which didn't take long in my heigtened state of sexuality once again my cum flooded his mouth.

I looked at the clock, hell I had ten minutes before I was supposed to be at the wifes office. I quickly showered taking care not to wet my hair spending time to wash as much cum as possible from my arse that was still so stretched that two fingers easily went inside. I then said a quick goodbye and accepted an offer for another Friday afternoon at the same time in three weeks and ran out the door, or tried to I felt a little uncomfortable after being fucked. I made it just as my wife came out of the office, that night I didn't have the energy for sex with her and put it down to just too hard a day at work when she asked why.

 

Angie and John married when they were both in their mid thirties. She had a succession of

affairs during her motherless teenage years. Her mother abandoned Angie, her dad and a

younger sister. Later at twenty-something she was engaged to be married. The groom-to-be

disappeared one day. Though she tried, she didn't think she would ever find her "Prince

Charming". All of the good men were married, which didn't seen to matter to her. She became

easily attracted to men. In other words, she was horny almost all the time and she rather enjoyed

fucking other women's husbands. She was single and a government employee at a military

installation which gave her a wide assortment of available, and unavailable men.

 

Before she married John, Angie had been involved in numerous affairs with married men. She was

no bimbo, but she was a cunt. She would become acquainted with the wives of her paramours, then

reveal their husband's indiscretions. Somewhere in her deluded mind this might have given her

some dark secret pleasure because she thought she was "saving" the marriage by doing so..........but

it also caused a stinking uproar every time. This effectively shed her of one adulterous liaison in

order to search for the next. Still, while intelligent and deep, she had conflicted feelings about

her sexuality and her religious beliefs. She would revert to her beliefs when unattached. She

considered herself a good Christian, but when it came to sex, her weakness as she called it, she

could not help herself. Sometimes, she said, she got so horny she could fuck a tree.

 

Angie Lee looked forward to joining her husband John overseas. He was in the military and by

necessity left her behind till he was settled and had adequate quarters assigned. Sometimes this

took months. However, she had traveled to Europe in her younger days and remembered again the

brief but passionate affairs. They were both mature enough to understand each other's sexual

needs and found common ground concerning their expected separations.

 

Angie attracted men easily because she was quite direct in her approach....she hit on them in a shy

and coy sort of way. Not romantically inclined, she just wanted to fuck something new. She was

no beauty, quite plain even, but she had a wonderful body perfected with rigorous daily exercise.

She was light-skinned and purposely avoided sunlight to keep it that way. Her features were

gypsy-like, dark-haired and light-eyes, of average height.

 

After an five month wait, she joined John and quickly met his military friends and their wives.

They were a friendly, close knit group of people. They worked hard and they played hard,

together. John seemed to gravitate to a younger group of special friends in their twenties. His

best friend was a young man named Ted. His wife Dot was a local girl, outgoing and a lot of fun to

be around. Dot was also very beautiful. She was blonde, slim and tall, green-eyed, and

long-legged. Although Dot was somewhat bohemian, Angie liked her immediately.

 

John and Angie's free time were spent sight-seeing and shopping for souvenirs. John showed her

all the places he had been to before she got there. Weekend evenings were spent mostly

gathering with friends, dining and dancing. One of John's favorite places was a small gasthaus

near their housing area. It was run by an American ex-serviceman. Everyone called it Gene's

Place. It was very popular with the American military crowd. Angie never smoked cigarettes or

drank caffeine or alcoholic beverages. Her considered her body the temple of her soul.

Secretly, she kept a bottle of Morgan David blackberry wine in the kitchen cabinet. To settle

her nerves, she told herself. At Gene's Place she would occasionally sip wine from her husband's

glass. This led to many refills for John. It got to be a source of humor with their friends. Angie

and John drank wine from one glass.

 

Angie looked forward to their evenings out. They would dine out and bar hop and dance with his

friends till the wee hours. The wine curbed her inhibitions and she enjoyed the new scene

immensely. She knew that European women had a different perspective about life. For instance,

they did not wait to be asked to dance by the men and took to the dance floor with each other

without hesitation. She noticed that Ted's wife Dot danced with a lot of the women, especially

with Rod's girlfriend, Goody.

 

Angie learned that Goody was Dot's best friend. Rod was one of the young servicemen in the their

unit. He was a big, good looking farm boy. He was shy, soft spoken and well mannered. One

particular evening when she had just come off the dance floor sweaty and very tipsy, she sat on

her husband's lap. John ignored her while he talked with someone else at the table. With one arm

draped around John's neck she watched Dot and Goody enjoying themselves on the dance floor.

Then it dawned on her. Why didn't Dot dance with her? Seems Dot had danced with everyone in

the place but never with her. Angie herself had never danced with any of the other women, there

were plenty of willing male partners, mostly John, Ted and Rod. But Dot had never pulled her to

the dance floor like she did Goody.

 

When the music stopped, Angie watched Dot and Goody make their way from the dance floor to

the lady's room. She decided to join them. They were having so much fun. She walked into the

lady's room as several other women were going out. She could hear Dot and Goody laughing and

talking with each other in the stalls. She glanced in the mirror and unsteadily poked at her hair

and make-up in the mirror. She was about to say something to the girls when she realized that

they were in the same stall together. She froze at the mention of her name. They didn't know

she was there.

 

"I haven't seen you dance with Angie yet." She heard Goody say to Dot.

 

"No, but I'd like to get her out there and give her gorgeous ass a good squeeze. I don't think

she'd go for it though. She's not the type." Although Angie was plain, she was narcissistic about her wonderful figure and indeed possessed a gorgeous pear-shaped ass.

 

"You mean she wouldn't like it if you did this to her?" Angie heard Dot catch her breath.

 

"No.....I mean, yes, that. Do that........mmmmmmmm! Hurry Goody........a quickie!"

 

Angie heard Dot's breath coming faster and the sounds of sexual pleasure were unmistakable.

She held her breath fearing that she'd be discovered. Listening closely she thought, "What are

these two girls doing?" Then it dawned on her. "They're pleasuring each other! No, how could

they be lesbians? Dot is married to Ted, and Rod is Goody's boyfriend. But they certainly were

engaged in sexual misbehavior," she thought. She could hear them moaning softly. And Angie's

breasts were swelling like they do when she's horny. "Oh, my god, this is turning me on!" Angie's

hands grasped at her hardening nipples. When they got like that they required attention. She

thought of her breasts as the "keys to the kingdom". Get these and the rest comes with it. She

felt the wetness coming. She had never been confronted with a situation such as this and never

for a moment did she think she would react like this.

 

Angie heard Dot, "Um! Um! Oh, Goody!" Angie never dwelled upon sex with another woman. She

liked cock too much. And, size did indeed matter. There had been a couple of times when she set

aside her preference for well endowed men so she could indulge herself in another of her secret

passions. She had been introduced to the pleasures of anal sex. Hedonism was another character

trait she denied. She decided she had made the right decision with John, size-wise. He was

large, so she had resigned herself. No anal sex in her marriage. Not since one of her brief

affairs with an older and understanding married man. He was average size, but the intense

pleasures he gave her when he fucked her in the ass were unforgettable.

 

Listening to the girls for what seemed like hours, she had unconsciously slipped one hand to her

slit, pulling her panty crotch aside. She was on her way to an orgasm when she heard the door

open. She quickly regained her composure and hurriedly left the lady's room. She had just sat

down at the table when Dot and Goody, arms around each other's waists, approached the table

through the crowded floor. Angie couldn't keep her eyes off the girls the rest of the evening.

She watched them dance closely, their hips undulating and pressing close. Their summer dresses

barely hiding their legs slipping between and into each other's crotches. Angie was horny.

Ignoring the conversation and again sitting on her husband's lap, she unconsciously hugged his neck

and rubbed his chest as she watched the girls.

 

At closing time, Goody invited all back to her apartment. John made excuses to his

understanding friends. Outside the establishment Dot and Goody gave John friendly kisses,

"Really friendly," thought Angie, but she had other things on her mind and she was pleased John

wanted to get her straight home. Angie enjoyed the round of hugs and kisses as they parted.

She pressed herself to Ted and Rod. Goody was a pleasurable squeeze with her ample breasts.

Dot's slimness, much like her own, made her shiver. "Was that the tip of her tongue? Accidental?"

thought Angie. Then she thought about the scene in the lady's room again.

On the way home she was still highly aroused. She was anxious to get into bed with her husband.

She cuddled up close to him in the front seat and unzippered his pants. John was surprised at her

enthusiasm and was instantly hard.

 

"What's up sweetheart," John asked surprised at her gropes, but pleased.

"Your dick, I hope," Angie replied with her lilting laugh. He rarely heard such language from her,

but he knew she was drunk. He had seldom seen her drunk before. She seemed happier and her

liked her this way. Uninhibited. With her head in John's lap she pulled his hard on out of his

pants and greedily stuffed it in her mouth. She pulled her dress up and slipped her finger down

her panties once more. When they got home she led John to the living room couch, climbed on top

and furiously fucked him without undressing. In her passion she hurriedly knelt on the floor with

elbows on the couch and presented her upturned buttocks to him. She loved it from behind. John

unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the floor as he knelt behind Angie. He held his

engorged penis to her cunt lips. He entered her easily.

 

"Yessss, Johnny. Fuck me, Johnny!" John slid his large cock slowly into her little by little. at

her urging he quickened his pace. "Wait!" She tried unsuccessfully to place his erection in her

nether hole.

 

"You know we can't do that, baby, much as I'd like to." He rubbed his large penis around her

asshole and she became even more excited.

 

"Please Johnny! Leave it there! Just pretend to fuck me in the ass!" Then, "No, no. Stop. It

won't go in." She was at last satisfied with several good orgasms then passed out face down on

the couch. John sat on the floor next to her, smoking a cigarette and wondering what had put

her in such a great mood. He was glad she was enjoying herself lately.

Then he imagined what was going on at Goody's apartment. He remembered the last time he was

there and he got hard again. Angie lay sprawled and out cold next to him. He fondled his penis

then reached over to his wife and massaged her buttocks. "She does have a great body. So does

Goody. And Dot. Angie, Goody, and Dot," he thought, and it gave him pleasure to think about the

three. "Naw, never happen." But, he could imagine.

 

Sunday morning at breakfast she was happy and eager to talk about the good time they'd had

the night before. She asked, "Johnny, what do you know about Dot and Goody?"

 

He thought for a moment before he responded. He couldn’t tell her everything.

"Well, Dot and Goody have been good friends for a long time. They used to work together. Goody

met Rod at Gene's Place. They like to go out together with Dot. Then Rod introduced them to

Ted. Dot and Ted married a couple of years ago. He was my sponsor when I got here. They

showed me around town and they've had me over for dinner a few times. Goody has her own very

nice apartment on the Wilhelmstrasse. Why do you ask?"

 

"Just curious." She paused. John did not press the issue and pretended to read his newspaper.

He remembered he still had a key to the apartment.

 

"Johnny, do you think Dot and Goody are more than just good friends?"

"What do you mean, Angie?" Then thought, "She's onto something here."

 

"Last night they were fooling around with each other in the lady's room."

 

"Fooling around with each other?" He knew exactly what she meant. They liked to fool around

with each other. They liked to fool around with him too, but that came to a halt after Angie got

there. He remembered being teasingly jacked off under the table or outdoors on the veranda at

Gene's Place by one or both of them.

 

"It's unlikely that they're lesbians, but I definitely think they're bisexual, Johnny. Have you ever

seen them together like that?"

 

John thought, "Boy have I! Is that what got Angie all worked up last night? She suspects

something." He knew the girls wanted his wife included in their little group. She had to find out

sooner or later. "Yeah, they were lovers before Dot and Ted got married, honey, you know how

European women are. They're very liberal about their relationships with each other."

 

"I would hate for Ted to find out, it would devastate him," Angie told him. Then the light came

on over her head. "Wait a minute, if you know about it, Ted must know about it, right?"

 

The wheels in John's head were turning furiously. How far should he go. "Yes, he knows of

course."

 

"And he doesn't care?" Angie asked.

 

"It's not that he doesn't care, Angie. They like to party together. They're young. They have a

good time, they're swingers."

 

"Group sex? How awful, Johnny! How can they do that? It's sinful and I've never done anything

like that. I don't know if I can associate further with people like that!"

 

The conversation was beginning to irritate John. "Come on, Angie Lee! How many guys have you

had sex with? And, the married guys? Neither of us were virgins when we got married. As far as

I know they have not had sex with as many people as you have. Just together. Both girls, and

Rod were virgins till they met and the girls arranged a menage-a'-trois with him." After a minute

of silence, he continued, "Ted was the most worldly of the three having spent a tour in the far

east before he came here. And, you haven't told me what you did to cope for the past five

months either. I know you can't go that long without sex." She was speechless. John added,

"Hate the sin, love the sinners, remember?" She kept quiet. He went back to his paper. "Oh

shit, what must she be thinking?"

Angie had intended to tell him about getting laid back home while he was gone. She had tired of

her old dildo during their separation. He was very understanding. It was ok, "just be careful,"

was his attitude. She appreciated that in him and it weighed heavily when she succumbed to her

weakness and knew she would have to confess. Her mind was grinding away trying to absorb the

information. She had to think about this. "The four probably went to Goody's apartment to fuck

last night".

 

Angie thought about it all week. It crossed her mind that she could fuck someone's husband

without all the hostility it usually caused. It could happen on much friendlier terms. Much

friendlier. It was all she could think about. It made her horny. She masturbated every day that

week, sometimes twice. She and John had sex every night that week like when they first met.

 

John wondered if there was a connection between their conversation about Dot and Goody and the

sudden increase in her sexual appetite. She was still unaware of his involvement. The next time

she brought up the subject was as she lay panting after an orgasm with John's cock still quivering

inside her.

 

"Johnny, last weekend, when they left us at Gene's Place, do you think they went to party at

Goody's apartment?"

 

He remembered as he replied, "They probably opened another bottle of wine and sucked and

fucked each other till breakfast." He remembered Goody coming out of the shower with Ted one

Sunday morning while he had Dot's legs draped over his shoulders as he fucked her on their bed.

 

"What do you think they do, Johnny?" She was humping his cock again and pulling his butt to her

with both her hands.

 

"Rod told me," he whispered hoarsely into her ear, "that Goody and Dot sixty-nine and while they're

eating each other he and Ted fuck them from behind." He was remembering again and slowing

fucking his wife with renewed vigor. Long strokes, like he did with Dot and Goody.

 

"Oh, god! That's so hot, Johnny! What else?" She gasped, held him tighter and fucked back.

 

"Then they switch," John laughed, "and Goody likes to sit on Dot's face while she sucks on Ted's

cock and Rod fucks Dot." "She's getting off on this," thought John. So was he.

 

Rapidly and breathlessly she asked, "Rod fucks Dot? In front of Ted? And Ted fucks Goody too?"

She had already figured that out, she just enjoyed the sex-talk. "Do they butt-fuck too, Johnny?"

But, before John could answer, "Ohhhh my god, Johnny! I'm cumming!" Then, still panting, "Why

weren't we invited, Johnny?"

 

In the dark, John's eyes popped wide open. His mind raced. "Maybe?" Then, " We were, sweetheart, I just didn't think you would want to get involved in something like that with those kind of people," he said dryly.

 

Angie heard her words fed back to her. She was feeling very, very weak. "I do now," she

whispered to herself as she fell asleep. John heard.

 

"What a nice young man that Rod is, and what a nice long cock he has. Cock? Why am I seeing his

cock?" The question was set aside as she further admired the long, slender penis with such a

large bulbous helmet. In her entire life she had never been in such an aroused state. She felt

wonderfully warm pressed by flesh like this. And a soft tongue was licking her pussy. She woke

from her dream the next morning fingering her clit.

 

John woke shortly thereafter to find his wife sucking his cock. When she had swollowed his cum,

she wiped her mouth, and asked, "What's the plan for the weekend, Johnny?"

 

John cautiously replied, "Oh, I don't know, would you like to ride down the Rhine and take in a

couple of castles? We could spend the night at one of those hostels along the river." He knew she

wasn't interested in castle hopping.

 

Angie was trying not to sound too anxious, but suggested, "Why don't we just take in a movie this

afternoon then have dinner at Gene's Place? We can ask Dot and Ted to join us if they don't have

any plans."

 

What could he say? "Whatever makes you happy, sweetheart."

 

Angie was thinking, "I can't stand it another day." The morning went by altogether too slow. Before they left their quarters, Angie went to the kitchen cabinette and poured herself a glass of

blackberry wine. Then another.

 

They met Dot and Ted at the base exchange theater. Angie greeted them excitedly and for the

first time conciously gave them both a very friendly hello kiss. Dot was pleasantly surprised when

Angie took her hand and led her into the darkened theater. John and Ted had gone to fetch

refreshments. They chose to sit in the loge seats in the upper back rows and waited for their

men.

 

After a few pleasantries, Angie asked, "Have you known Goody a long time, Dot?"

 

"Since I was eighteen. I met her when I got my first job. We worked together at a champagne

factory in Mainz." Angie was still holding Dot's hand in hers. "She's really a sweet person. Do you like her, Angie?"

 

"I think she's a very sexy lady. Her waist is so tiny and she has beautiful hips. And such

breasts! You're athletic like me, aren't you, Dot? I exercise regularly."

 

"I try. And yes, Goody is very sexy." "I wonder where she's going with this," Dot thought. Dot

could smell the red wine on Angie's breath. "You're pretty sexy yourself, Angie."

 

"Do you think so, Dot? I value your opinion. Do you think I have a gorgeous ass? Freudian slip.

"Uh, I mean, do you think I have a nice figure?" Angie had not intended to say that, but the glass

of Morgan David and her state of mind made it difficult not to blurt out what she was thinking.

 

"Where have I heard those words before," thought Dot. Then she was slightly embarrassed when

she remembered last Saturday night in the toilet stall with Goody. "Ok, Angie. I said that to

Goody at Gene;s Place last weekend. Were you there when I said it?"

 

"I didn't really want to let on, Dot, and I'm sorry I was eavesdropping. It's just that I want to be

friends like you and Goody."

 

"Like Goody? Really like Goody? Did Johnny tell you about me and Goody, is that it?" Angie pulled Dot's hand to her own knee. Dot wondered how much she knew.

 

"Yes, just like Goody," she leaned over and whispered into Dot's ear.

 

Dot placed her hand inside Angie's knee. She pulled it toward her own and squeezed. Angie caught her breath. The men were coming up the aisle with the popcorn.

 

John and Ted looked for the girls and saw them sitting in the back rows. The seats rose steeply up

to the back projection wall so that they could only see head and shoulders. Heads close together

whispering. Angie was sitting to Dot's right and as they approached saw that Dot had her right

hand between Angie's knees. Angie sat with downcast eyes and did not look up as Ted stepped by

to sit on Dot's left and John sat next to his wife on the far right. Dot saw them smiling at each

other but made no comment. Dot released Angie's knee as her husband joined her.

 

Their attention was on the screen but the girls had joined hands. A few minutes later, Angie and

Dot had slipped their hands to each other's knees, their arms crossing in the middle and their legs

slightly parted. They were both wearing short skirts so that the men had a clear view of their

wive's legs and thighs. Dot softly caressed Angie's inner thigh and Angie wasted no time in doing

the same for Dot although their eyes were still on the screen. Dot's fingers ventured further up

Angie's thigh till her fingers brushed Angie's pussy through the panty cloth. Dot moved the panty

cloth aside and found Angie's pubic hair. When Dot's middle finger found the wetness, it delved

between Angie's labia and stroked her cleft, up and down, easily finding Angie's clitoris. Angie's

heart was pounding and her breathing elevated but her eyes never left the screen. Then she

became aware that her right hand was fondling John's hard on through his pants. Her eyes then

left the screen to look down to her husband's crotch. John slouched forward and unzipped his fly

whereupon Angie reached inside to find his cock wet with precum. She pulled on it slowly and at

the same time found Dot's bare pussy with her left hand. She turned to Dot and leaned close. Dot

turned to Angie and heard her whisper in pleasant surprise, "You're not wearing panties!"

 

"I never do," Dot replied. "And I never, ever wear a bra. Look, feel." Angie pulled her right hand

out of her husband's fly to feel Dot's breasts. Through the flimsy material she could feel small

but firm breasts. She pinched the hardened nipples. It was then that she saw Dot's left hand

firmly grasping Ted's penis.

 

Dot saw her looking, "You may feel that too if you want," Dot whispered in her ear. Angie's hand

left Dot's breasts and her fingers wrapped around Ted's cock enclosing Dot's fingers too. She

leaned over Dot's legs and pulled on Ted's penis, her mouth open, but could not quite get her

mouth over it. Dot looked over at a smiling John who had exposed his cock and was pointing it at

her as he stroked it. It had been a while since she'd enjoyed that handsome appendage and was

looking forward to it again. Angie sat back up then all four slouched down in their seats. Angie and Dot continued fingering each other's cunts. They quietly gave each other their first orgasms of the

weekend in the back rows of the base theater.

 

Dot saw Angie still looking at Ted's cock and whispered, "Do you want them to switch seats?."

Angie's pussy was still throbbing from her cum and was beyond the reach of any diminishing

inhibitions. She wanted to fully enjoy the moment.

 

"Johnny," she whispered to her husband, "Would you like to swap?"

 

"Huh?" He wasn't quite sure for a minute.

 

"Seats, John, would you like to swap seats with Ted?" Hesitantly, she added, "Come on, Johnny,

let's enjoy ourselves. I know all about it"

 

The smiling men stood up and, facing their wives, sidestepped past them, dicks wagging in the dim

light, to swap seats. Angie then sat sideways, leaned down and sucked Ted's cock into her mouth

thinking, "It's not as big as John's cock, but it will do very nicely." Ted fondled her long dark hair in both his hands till she swallowed his load. She looked to her left at Dot who's head was buried in John's lap, her exposed asscheeks pointed toward Angie. She could not resist putting her hand into Dot's crack to feel that wonderfully bare-blond pussy. The thought of burying her tongue in Dot's swollen labia occurred to her. She had thought what Dot and Goody did to each other, but had never licked a woman's cunt. This was a special occasion though, and she knew she would do it before the night was over. It would have to wait till later. Angie was looking forward to seeing Goody's apartment later.

 

Dot was thinking, "This lady is hot tonight! She obviously needs to get thoroughly ravished." She

came on to Dot and it didn't bother her at all giving head to each other's husbands. Dot was going

to make sure Angie got what she wanted and have fun breaking her in to something new. They left

the darkened theater before the movie ended.

 

At Gene's place, they ordered dinner and wine. Angie had her own glass tonight. From the moment

they had left the theater, John and Ted amused themselves teasing the girls about their

performance and Angie's attempt to keep her orgasm quietly. They were all feeling good and

enjoyed the laughs.

 

Making sure Dot and Ted overheard him, John hugged his wife to him, "Did you enjoy Dot's

fingers, Angie?"

 

"Ummmm, yes Johnny, and did you enjoy the blow-job she gave you?"

 

"Yes, sweetheart, she's very good. I know Ted enjoyed your mouth too since I know how good you

are." And they all laughed.

 

"Thank you dear, you're so understanding," she mockingly responded to her husband. "But I hope

the fun's not over yet," she laughed back.

 

Dot and Ted looked at each other at Angie's comment. Ted spoke softly to Dot, "I want to watch

you make her cum."

 

Dot kissed his mouth, then replied, "I want you fucking her while I make her cum, baby."

 

Angie barely heard. She knew they were talking about her. She placed one leg over her husband's knees under the table. John promptly ran his fingers up to her wet panties. She was breathing hard from dancing, but he knew his wife and that in this condition she was going to be horny all night. He was anticipating an encounter with her and his friends. While she was in this heightened state of arousal he planned to give her encouragement. He was also having visions of Dot, Angie, and Goody together while Angie's groping hands fondled his hard on.

 

As they came in the door, Goody and Rod shouted and waved to the four already at their favorite

table in the corner. Angie watched and waved as they approached the table. She remembered her

dream of Rod. She then focused her attention on Goody. "God, she's gorgeous," thought Angie.

Angie watched as Goody gave John, Ted and Dot the same full-mouth kisses. Young Rod kissed Dot

good-heartedly and fun-like but was hesitant when it was Angie's turn. John knew Rod was shy and

gave Angie Lee a gentle push toward Rod. Angie wanted him to like her so she drew close and

pressed herself to him. He was taller so she had to stand on tip-toes, threw one arm around his

neck and the other around his waist to kiss him on the lips. She could also feel the bulge in his

pants. They were all laughing at Rod's discomfort. When Goody was within reach Angie wrapped

her arms around her small waist and hugged her tightly feeling her friend's breasts and hips

against her. The image of Goody and Dot together crossed her mind. Goody looked over

Angie's shoulder at Dot with a questioning smile. Dot and Goody could read each other's minds.

Dot pursed her lips and tilted her head toward Angie. Goody understood.

 

The next thing Angie knew, she was flicking her tongue back into Goody's mouth. Goody, was caught off guard, but she was so horny that she returned the kiss almost unconsciously. Goody, looking at Dot again reached around and placed her hand on Angie's buttocks and playfully squeezed. They both laughed uproariously.

 

All the smiles around them understood that Angie had cum into the fold, so-to-speak. Angie,

almost embarrassed and eyes down-cast, turned to her husband, then looked at Dot who was smiling

at her. It then dawned on her how involved John had been with these women. Before she could

dwell on the subject Dot reached out to take Angie's hand in hers and squeezed enthusiastically. "We're going to have fun to-night, baby! Come, dance with me!"

 

The dance floor was crowded. Angie was overwhelmed with pleasure as she danced with this

beautiful blond girl. Their hips and legs touched repeatedly. Angie felt their breasts pleasantly

rub into each other. Dot pulled her tight at times and slipped her leg between Angie's thighs so that she could feel her mound rubbing on her Dot’s leg.

 

The evening's merriment continued with wine, song and dance. During the last slow dance with her

husband, Angie nibbled on John's ear and whispered, "Are you alright with this Johnny? I mean

are we going to be ok with this?"

 

"Angie, I wanted to tell you more about Goody and......."

 

"Johnny," she put her fingers to his lips. "I've wanted to confess to you too, but not now. It was a

boring fuck compared to what I've done with Dot today, anyway. Let's enjoy and go with the flow.

Do you want to Johnny?"

John agreed saying, "Sweetheart, I want you to enjoy yourself as much as you want. I want to see

you and the girls together like I've seen them together."

 

"Ohhh, Johnny, was it good? Did you make them cum with this?" She rubbed her pelvis into him.

 

"Yes," he replied, "and they will do the same for you."

 

Angie rubbed her mons into her husband's hard on as they danced and whispered hoarsely into his

ear, "What about Ted and Rod. Can I fuck them too, Johnny?" She was close to an orgasm on the

dance floor. "Ask them if they're ready to go, Johnny. I want to fuck. I'm so horny I could fuck a tree.." John was thinking, "Boy, this is gonna be good!"

 

Just about that time, Dot appeared behind Angie and put her arms around both of them pressing

her pelvis tightly to Angie's behind. Angie pressed back and leaned her head backwards towards

Dot's face.

"Let's go, Dot, I'm ready."

 

"I'll bet you are, sweetheart," Dot replied then kissed Angie's mouth, tongue probing. They

finished their drinks and all headed out into the street.

John's Corvair allowed a tight fit for three passengers in the rear and bucket seats in front.

 

"Ted, you and Goody cum in the back with me," Dot said laughingly to them. "Angie can sit on Rod's lap up in front."

 

Goody replied, "I'll cum with you in the back darling, but Angie on Rod's lap should be fun to

watch." Then making sure Angie was listening said, "You know how easy he gets hard. He's always hard when we dance."

 

"He's always hard when I dance with him," Dot added, laughing.

 

Rod was getting hard listening to the girls talk about his hard on. Angie was smiling at him to his

great embarrassment as she climbed into the front seat on his lap.

 

Angie's Ride Home...Chap 5

Dot, Goody, and Ted squeezed into the back seat and Angie climbed onto Rod's lap in the front passenger seat of John's Corvair. Angie leaned sideways toward John with her left arm around his neck and her head on his shoulder as he drove away. John made his way through the late-night city traffic to Goody's apartment. They all poked fun at Rod who was enjoying Angie's derriere on his swelling member. Angie's short skirt was mostly up around her hips. Her panty covered crotch nestled in Rod's lap.

"Johnny," Angie said in her husband’s ear, "He's getting a hard-on. I can feel it."

John whispered loudly in reply so everyone in the back heard, "He does get a big one sweetheart," then laughing.

From the back seat, Goody warned, "You'd better be careful with that monster you're sitting on, Angie."

As his hard-on grew under Angie, Rod needed to adjust his crotch, so he shifted......spread his legs apart and Angie ended up sitting astride his left leg. Her legs straddled Rod's thigh. Angie felt Rod's large dick-head as it grew under his pants.... pushing forward against the crack of her ass. She lifted slightly and slid back to make better contact. When she did, she found herself firmly trapping his long cock in her crotch against her panty-covered labia. She groaned into John's neck and dry-fucked Rod's length. Her soaked panties seeped onto Rod’s pants where only the cloth separated the pair’s throbbing genitals.

Angie Lee was enjoying the frottage but it was not enough. She wanted...... no....she needed more. She moved her hand to her pussy and rubbed it quickly before she hooked her panty crotch with her fingers and pulled it aside. Now only Rod's pants separated her cunt from Rod’s cock. Rod's pant leg was soaked with Angie's wetness. She wanted another "public" cum like she had with Dot earlier in the day in the base theater. She was panting and sucking a hickey on her husband's neck as her hips undulated on Rod's lap.

Because she had a fondness for fucking in semi-public places she was very aware that the car-load of her new friends knew she was getting fucked in their presence. The thought drove her to new heights of steamy lust. She was in a state of total abandon. She loved it.

 

 

She looked into the back seat to see Dot's leg draped over Ted's lap and Goody's hands between her friend's legs. When their eyes met, Goody leaned forward to Angie, "Are you fucking him, sweetheart? Pull it out and fuck him, Angie." At the same time Goody had reached out and placed her fingers at Angie's mouth. Angie could smell the pungent aroma the juices on her fingers produced and recognized the newly family scent of Dot.

Goody reached forward between the bucket seats and pushed her hand under Angie who lifted her ass slightly to allow Goody to feel her wet pussy. Goody, palm up, maneuvered her fingers past Angie's panty crotch to find her labia.

"Schatzie, you are wet!" said Goody. Angie caught her breath as Goody's fingers brushed her clit. Goody's fingers left her, then she felt and heard Rod's fly being undone. Goody reached into Rod's pants, then tugged and pulled his turgid cock out. She squeezed the long cock, "Oooh! You’ve got a nice one there, Rod,." Then stretched Angie's panty crotch to allow the long cock in one side and out the other. Angie sat back down and brought her pussy firmly on its length and slid back and forth with it between her pussy lips from her opening to her clit. It was like riding a greased banister rail.

"Oh, Johnny! I want him inside me," she panted breathlessly as she sucked on her husband's neck feeling Rod's cock at her throbbing cunt-hole and her husband’s cock in her right hand. "I love this cock," she thought.

"Do it, baby." John replied as he turned his head towards her and kissed her lips. "I'll drive around the block again." Then, glancing at Rod, "Fuck her, boy! She needs it bad!" John relished the thought of Rod fucking Angie. Rod, ever the gentleman and without a word, eagerly followed John’s instructions. John passed the apartment and kept driving with his wife's mouth latched to his neck and her right hand stroking his penis.

Angie slid her wet cunt forward till Rod's bulbous head nestled at her nether hole for just a moment, knowing that she could never fit this one in there.....either. Rod pushed his dick-head in just past her labia. Angie slid back and Rod slipped forward into her warm, wet hole. She took his long cock, little by little, by little.

"Oh!" she said each time it slid in a little further. "Oh! Oh, oh, oh, ooooh!" Angie rode Rod's long slender cock with her left arm around her husband's neck and her right hand grasping his now fully erect cock. She wanted to suck it but couldn't figure how to get it in her mouth without losing the wonderful appendage in her hot cunt. One of Angie's favorite fantasies while having sex was to suck on a second penis but she had never experienced a threesome. "I'm going to make that fantasy cum true tonight," she thought. She was encouraged by the trio in the back seat.

"What are you riding on, Angie?" In the dark and moving vehicle, Angie looked into the back seat in response to the question. She could just barely see Goody finger-fucking Dot. In the passing lights, Angie and Dot looked for each other's faces, and their lust-full eyes met, momentarily . Ted had

his hands full of Goody's breasts and John kept driving around the block enjoying his wife's hand-job knowing the screwing she was getting from young Rod. John was thinking ahead to when they all got into Goody's apartment. It had been a while since he'd been there last. He had fucked Dot and Goody there quite a few times. Now he felt he could repay the kindness of his friends with Angie Lee and she could fulfill her fantasies.

John smiled as he drove down the boulevard.

Angie released her husband's cock, then with her hands on the dashboard, lifted her buttocks with Rod's penis halfway inserted in her pussy. She lifted it till it was vertical, then plunged down on it. Rod's long cock slid easily up into her womb.

"Oooooh, gawwwd! Johnnyyyyy! It's innnnn! Soooo, oh, oh! Deep!" Her head was pressed up against the head liner and her back was arched. Rod's hands were grasping her breasts from behind and Angie's hands were about to tear the leather off the dash. John knew Rod was plumbing new depths with his wife. John was large and thick but he had seen Rod's cock when the boy had

fucked both the girls on previous visits to Goody's den of pleasure. Rod was longer than he was, not as thick.......but long with a large bulbous helmet. Angie was thoroughly enjoying the front-seat fuck.

Goody again reached between the seats and grasped Rod's prick at the base. Angie's wet cunt pressed down on Goody’s knuckles with every down-stroke. It was too much for Angie. She came with a screeching howl as Rod's cock jerked and twitched and unloaded into her. Cheers from the back seat joined-in with her. Breathing hard Angie turned her head toward the back seat and smiled at them. "More. I want more."

John pulled into the courtyard at Goody's apartment building. Angie was still breathless and panting. She rocked on Rod's still-hard cock buried deep inside her when her husband turned the ignition off.

"Ok Angie, get off it and let us out," Dot said from the back seat.

Angie turned to John and whispered, "Thank you, darling, it was so good. " Then kissing Rod on his nose, "Oh, thank you too Rod. Can I have more of that tonight?" She kissed the boy on the mouth before he could manage a coherent reply then laughed and squirmed around on his dick before lifting herself off. Angie got out of the car and leaned against it. She was a little unsteady from the wine and the orgasm. Dot came out of the back seat and put her arm around Angie's waist.

"Are you ok, Angie?" Then added, "It was good, wasn't it?" Angie smiled at Dot.

"He sure has a long dick, doesn't he?"

"Yes, I know," said Dot. "I've had it before. Actually he was the first man I ever fucked before Ted. I got very randy watching you and Rod from the back seat."

"Yes, I saw you watching and I could see Goody giving you a helping hand," Angie replied laughing. "Did you like Johnny's big cock too........before I got here, I mean?"

Dot walked Angie, arm still around her, to the apartment entrance. "Yes, I really enjoyed fucking your husband. I guess you’re ok with that now? "

They stopped in the shadows waiting for the others. Dot pulled Angie close to kiss her. "I fucked John a few times before, and I want to fuck him again tonight."

As they kissed Dot placed her hand at Angie's wet panty crotch. She inserted her fingers into Angie's labia and rubbed gently. "I really enjoyed fucking him. And, I want to see you fuck Ted. He’s not as big as John or Rod, but.....he’s just right for other places."

"Oh, Dot! You're soooo good to me! I want to make love to you, Dot," Angie whispered as Dot's fingers delved further into her pussy. She could feel Rod's cum dribbling out onto Dot's fingers. Angie also fumbled for Dot's crotch remembering that she was not wearing panties. She found it also wet and warm.

 

"We will sweetheart, we will. Let me help you out of these wet panties." Dot bent down to pull them down while Angie steadied herself with a hand on Dot's shoulder. Dot pulled Angie's panties off one foot and then the other and in the process turned her head into Angie's crotch and inhaled the heavy aroma. Having accomplished that Dot turned her head, "Where the hell is Goody?" Angie was hoping she knew what Dot meant by other places.

Goody was sitting on the edge of the car door between Rod's legs. Rod was still sitting in the front seat with his left leg in and his right foot on the cobblestones. Goody was sucking on his cock-head while holding the rest of it with both hands. John and Ted were standing nearby, enjoying the show and smoking cigarettes.

"What's the matter, you never seen me suck him off? I just wanted to taste Angie before he put it back in his pants!"

"Come on, Goody, unlock the door and let's go in, I'm thirsty!" Dot told her, still holding onto Angie Lee who added giggling, "And she's horny too."

Once inside the apartment, Goody brought out a couple of bottles of her best Rhine wine. Dot and Angie were seated together on the large divan. They were kissing and fondling each other and divesting themselve of their clothes as they went. The men were seated close by on several large easy chairs surrounding a large chaise lounge in the middle of the living room. They were enjoying the performance while Goody served wine all around. Once she had poured the wine Goody disappeared into her bedroom and returned momentarily wearing little but garter and stockings.

"Come sit on my lap, Goody," John told her.

"Get undressed first, Johnny, I want your cock while I watch Dot do Angie Lee," she said.

Rod and Ted also undressed. They stroked themselves, sipped wine and smoked while encouraging and watching the girls on the chaise. Goody dropped the robe and sat on John's naked lap. She sat over one of John's legs and on the armrest so she could grasp his cock with one hand, sip her wine with the other, and watch the girls too.

Dot and Goody, completely naked now, were sucking each others tongues and nipples. Their hands roamed from legs to buttocks then to each other's cunts. One long-tall blonde and one dark beauty completely entangled and writhing.

"Are you enjoying your wife, Johnny?" Goody put her drink down and concentrated on John's cock.

"Tremendously, Goody. I never thought I'd see the day, but I’m glad she’s finally getting what she’s been wanting for a long time."

"Oh, oh, oh, Dot, eat me please!" Dot pushed Angie down. Angie had one foot on the Persian rug the other leg stretched out on the chaise. Dot knelt between Angie's widespread legs then stretched her arms to fondle her new friend's nipples then slid her hands down to Angie's flat stomach and then her mons. Dot toyed with Angie's pussy then spread the labia with her thumbs. Dot flicked her tongue at the engorged clit before opening her mouth and completely covering Angie's cunt.

"Oooooh, Dot! That's sooooo good!" Dot had Angie's pelvis humping within minutes. Dot's mouth never left Angie's pussy but her tongue worked like an orchestra conductor's baton. When she inserted two fingers to find her G-spot, Angie began to howl in her orgasm. Dot was licking and sucking her cunt with fervor. Angie had never had her pussy eaten by another woman and never had a man do it like Dot was doing now.

"Your wife sure is a screamer, Johnny," Goody said to him as she continued stroking his prick.

"Yes she does get rather carried away when she has a good cum like she's getting from Dot. She really had to stifle herself this afternoon in the movie when Dot made her cum in her seat. "You boys," he said to Rod and Ted, "let go of your dicks and go over there and let Angie Lee do it."

Angie heard the comment and looked up. Rod and Ted stood up and walked to the chaise. Angie remembered her dream again as she watched them approach. When they were on both sides of her, Angie grasped a cock in each hand. Dot's fingers were marvelous as her orgasm subsided, but now she wanted a cock in there.

"Dot..... please, Dot. I need some cock now........ please!"

Dot grabbed her husband's wrist and pulled him down on the chaise next to Angie.

"Let her get on top of you face up so I can do her while you fuck her." Ted knew the routine. He had done it with the girls before. He lay down face up and pulled Angie on top of him with his feet resting on the floor. Angie first straddled him to insert his cock. It slipped easily into Angie's well lubricated pussy. Dot pushed her back onto Ted who wrapped his arms around Angie

to fondle her breasts. Dot knelt between their legs as Ted was beginning to furiously fuck Angie from underneath.

"Slow down, Ted! You'll be cumming in no time that way!" Dot took hold of her husband's cock and literally pulled it out of Angie.

Angie looked down at Dot between her legs, "Awwww, Dot, now you're being mean to me!"

"Don't complain Angie, you're going to love this." Dot then placed Ted's cock next to her cheek and her mouth back on Angie's cunt. Dot took her husband's cock in her mouth momentarily, then replaced it at Angie's opening. Angie took Ted's cock in to the hilt a few strokes before Dot pulled it out again and into her mouth to taste Angie Lee's juices. Angie still had Rod's prick in her hand. She pulled him close to get it in her mouth. Rod leaned over and obliged her. Rod began to slowly fuck Angie's mouth. She could not take all of it in, but three or four inches and that large helmet combined with the couple she was fornicating with was pleasure beyond her wildest dreams. Dot's mouth produced the most erotic sensations she had

ever experienced and she finally had a cock in her cunt and one in her mouth. And Dot's marvelous mouth covering her cunt. At that moment she became aware of her remaining lonely orifice.

"Isn't that the hottest thing you've ever seen Johnny?" Goody now had John's rock-hard monster firmly embedded in her. She was sitting on him facing the spectacle in the middle of the room. She had her feet on the floor between John's legs and her hands on the armrests slowly lifting herself up and down on John's cock . Her beautiful ass and small waist was a sight to behold from John's point of view. He could see his penus as it disappeared into Goody then reappear as she rose. Her swollen pussy lips encircled his cock as it slid out then it pushed them back in. His hands hefted and massaged her swollen breasts from behind.

He looked at his wife then at Goody's ass and was barely holding back his orgasm when he saw that Angie was just about to cum in Dot's mouth again. Angie did not remove Rod's cock from her mouth, just opened it to release her screaming howl. Her hips were bucking and trembling as her cum exploded, jerking with each spasm. John held Goody's ass down on his lap, buried his cock up to the hilt and came too.

Dot massaged Angie's mons and flicked her tongue to Angie's clit till her cum subsided. Dot hadn't cum yet. She liked to hold it back and stay horny for a while. She enjoyed being this horny. She motioned to Rod to bring his turgid cock around between Angie's legs. Dot was not going to let up on Angie. Tonight she was going to see that Angie was well fucked. Ted had not

cum either and his hardon was out of but sliding slowly between Angie's labia when Rod placed his helmet at Angie's pussy. Ted adjusted to let Rod in. In doing so his cock slid easily between Angie's asscheeks. Rod lifted Angie's legs up to his shoulders. Angie's open tunnel, her nether hole and Ted's cock were plainly visible to the on-lookers.

"Put it in her ass, Ted! She loves it there and she hasn't had a good ass-fucking in years," John told him. Dot, wine glass in hand stepped over to John, pulled Goody off him, and placed herself in the same position.

"Got any left for me, Johnny?" she asked. "I’m needing a good cum too."

Angie looked over at John. Dot was lowering her pretty bare pussy onto her husband's limp cock. Goody was sitting on the persian leaning back against the big easy chair between John's legs lighting up a cigarette and looking for her wine glass.

"Maybe with a little help from Goody," John answered.

Goody turned, "I can use a little more attention myself, Dot. I haven't had much from you tonight......yet."

"Come here liebchen," Dot said to Goody, "I haven't forgotten you. Here, lick me and make Johnny hard again." It never took long to recover with these two girls.

John said to Dot, "You certainly lived up to my wife's expectations, Dot. She absolutely loved your luscious mouth just like we all do."

"I love doing it like that with Ted. You know Goody loves it. We did Inge that way too."

John asked Dot, "You and Ted did Inge........the girl from Denmark?"

"Yeah, she slept over the night before she left. She was a hot fuck, too."

John feigned disappointmend, "Why didn't I get invited? I know a couple other guys who fucked her, and I would've loved to have been there to watch."

"You'll probably get your chance, Johnny, she's coming back in a couple of months."

Goody popped John's cock from her mouth and looked up, "Me too! We'll have another party here, Ok?"

"Sounds good, Goody." Then kissing John, "Johnny, put that thing in me......now!" John was rock-hard again and about to fuck this gorgeous blond pussy again. John knew that once he had it up her twat that she had a

way of squeezing his dick like he had never felt before. He looked over at the divan to see Rod holding his prick with one hand and slowly inserting himself into his wife and Ted's cock nudging her asshole from underneath.

Angie, ankles on Rod's shoulders, was frantically fumbling for both cocks. Guiding Rod into her pussy and Ted's into her behind. Angie was thinking aloud, "Oh my god! I'm gonna fuck both of them!" Then out loud, "Easy, Ted, easy! Go, Rod, deeper! Oh, Ted! You're going in too!"

"You said you wanted to fuck both of them Angie Lee," John said to his wife.

"Oh, yes, Johnny! I didn't expect both of them right off the bat. But, but, oh yesssssss!"

With all the juices dribbling down the crack of her ass, Ted was easily able to push the head of his dick just past Angie's spincter. It felt like a rubber band around his penus. He slowly worked his cock into her asshole. He felt her backward pressure when he inched forward. He could feel Rod down there too.

"Fuck meeeeeeee!" Angie was reaching another plateau in her sex life. "I'm getting filled both ways," she thought. Ted's penus in her asshole was intensely erotic. She knew what Dot meant about Ted’s cock and other places. It had been years, she yearned for it and Ted’s cock was perfect for a good assfucking. She almost forgot the cock sliding into her pussy.

Almost. She made eye contact with her husband. "It's soooo good, Johnny, its so good! Awwwww fuck.......meeeee, Ted!"

She could see John's monster cock slowly but steadily fucking Dot's hairless blond pussy......and, oh gawd! She had Ted in her ass and Rod in her cunt. She looked at John and the girls to see his engorged penis disappearing into Dot from underneath. Dot had spread her legs to either side on the arm rests. Goody was on the floor in front of them playing with Dot’s clit and John's cock. She wanted her husband’s cock too.

"Johnny!......Johnny! Please, I need you in my mouth too!" Dot and Goody looked at each other then at John.

"Ok, darling, I'm cumming. Excuse me girls......I’ve never seen my wife so greedy for sex and I intend to see that she gets all she wants.." It took just a little effort for John to straddle Ted and his wife then lower his cock to her mouth.

Dot and Goody were squeezed together on the easy chair legs intertwined watching Angie get thoroughly filled three ways. Then Angie Lee passed out. She didn't remember the men extricating themselves when they were finished with her. When she came to, she found herself still in orgasm with Goody eating her pussy and Dot sucking on her hard nipples.

"Are you ok, Angie honey?" Panting still, Angie looked at Dot then at Goody between her legs. Immediately she insinuated herself so she could place her mouth at Dot's pussy.

"I'm fine, Dot. I want to eat you now." Smiling, Dot turned slightly and found Goody's thighs pressing her ears and her bush in her face. They formed a triangle.

"Ever see a daisy-chain, guys?" John asked. All three men found themselves amazed at their good fortune, but quite frankly fucked out for the evening. "I thought my wife was just about satisfied, but it looks like they'll be at it for a while longer." What he was thinking was....I'm gonna enjoy letting my wife loose with his friends. Maybe fuck Inge while Angie eats her. Just like Dot and Ted do.

The morning found Dot and Goody squirming under the warm blankets getting their morning orgasms. John was under the blankets with them. Angie was in the shower all lathered up and sandwiched between Ted and Rod. Ted was behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. He was slowly fucking her ass while she lathered Rod's long tool in her hands. Leaning forward on Rod, but turning her head back towards Ted, "Fuck me Ted, fuck my ass good." Then she leaned further down to take Rod in her mouth again.

 

"Hey baby," she said lethargically to her boyfriend on the other line.

"Hey, you almost finished?" he said calmly.

"Yeah, yeah almost there," she lied poorly, but she had that boy fooled as she finished off her conversation. She noticed the teacher’s notes beside her, Ada – finished, Jonathon – finished, Laurence… She gazed longingly at this last name, she knew she shouldn’t still fancy him, but she worshipped every part of his body, his slender figure, his long golden hair, and his entrancing face. At lunch breaks, she’d always notice detail about his perfect body, the way his top hung off his shoulders, complimenting his handsome chest, the way his hair hung over his face and how his fingers wiped it away to reveal those deep, amber eyes. Surely she could get over him? No, she couldn’t, she wanted him so badly, and couldn’t be perfectly satisfied until she’d had him, held him; she’d always been a perfectionist. But this coursework had got her; she just couldn’t be bothered to evaluate it, to explain it…

"I give up," she said, still clutching the teacher’s sheet… She spun round suddenly as she heard the door creak slowly open and hastily she put down the notes.

"Oh sir, I’m sorry, I’m almost finished…oh" she looked at the figure at the door that had startled her, the tall slender figure. "Laurie?"

"Hey," a cheeky smile flitted across his defined cheeks. He was dressed casually in a pale shirt and his normal dark trousers. Her heart skipped a beat as he walked into the lamplight that had basked her for the past few hours. Why was he here so late? Mouth open she started up at his face.

"Since when do you address me as ‘Sir’?" he laughed. Gerri licked dry lips,

"Oh sorry, I thought you were Mr. Thompson," she looked down at her feet and dug the toes of her black pumps into the carpet. Laurie laughed again, for a moment he stared at her steadily, then down at her poor attempt at her coursework.

"Tut, tut, Ms. Johnson, your going to get a detention for that aren’t you?"

"Since when do you address me by the last name?" She asked sharply, confidence slowly coming back to her. Laurie laughed and sat down beside her, body turned towards the question just directed towards him.

"Well if I’m now ‘Sir’ surely I’m now your teacher?" Gerri smiled timidly at him, he had power over her that made her breathing heavy and her chest flush with coyness.

Together they laughed as they sat in the dull classroom, genuinely enjoying each others companies, and despite Gerri’s cute virginal nature, Laurie saw the lust in her and his eyes could not resist the small section from the lace at the top of her stockings that peeked out from under her tight black skirt and he completely forgot what he was about to say. Gerri noticed his abrupt silence and the flush of his face, which looked almost timid all of a sudden. Concerned, she placed her hand on Laurie’s thigh.

"Laurie?" Roused from his fantasies he shook his head lightly so his hair flopped sexily across his eyes.

"Nothing," Gerri smiled at him, reassured, "I’m just going to get my coursework", "Oh no I’ll get it!" Gerri exclaimed and obediently got up from her seat with a sticky sound as the sweat from her thighs parted from the seat. Laurie stared at her as she wandered over to where he had instructed her to go, assessing her almost as she bent down, revealing those sexy stockings that had compelled him before. He’d only come to see her platonically, she was his friend’s girl, he couldn’t take their relationship further, but surely, no one would find out if he just kissed her…

"It’s not here…" Gerri muttered, "I can’t find it"

"Just keep looking…" Laurie said, subtly lustful as he felt himself go hard as Gerri kneeled at the closet.

"No, I’m afraid it’s not there, are you sure this is where it is?" she turned round as Laurie quickly smartened up. He could see down her blouse now, her breasts softly pushing together as she kneeled down and he got a sudden twinge as he got harder, his cock begging for her.

"Just keep looking," he ordered. Spinning round Gerri continued to search to papers. "This is just text books Laurie, no coursework’s, are you sure it’s in here because-" she took a short, sharp breath in as she heard him behind her and impulsively she got up to face him, closing the closet behind her

"They’re not here…" Laurie put a strong finger on her dry lips to silence her.

"You’re giving up again Gerri," he said disapprovingly. Gerri, backed up against the closet, admired his dominant power over her, but underneath this powerful side of Laurie was a boy who was completely helpless, horny and lovestruck. He grabbed her ass and pulled it firmly against his hips, so she could feel his hardness. His finger ran across her lips and slowly his hand ran it’s way across her flushed face and to the back of her head, suddenly pulling it towards his. She turned away, she couldn’t be unfaithful to her boyfriend…

"Don’t pretend you don’t want me Gerri," She restrained the yelp of fear that climbed up her throat and gulped it down again. She knew she did, she wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anyone. Again he thrust her head towards his waiting lips, ‘maybe I am being to forceful?’ he thought, but then Gerri surprised him by obliging, kissing him passionately, her chest relaxing as she finally did what she’d always wanted to do. She let her leg rise up and stroke his as she hitched up her skirt. He pressed his cheek against hers.

"Take it off," he whispered lustfully in her ear. She stepped back and fumbled with her skirt hooks, failing as her heart skipped beats. He finally wanted her. Smiling he slinked forward and unhooked the catch, letting her skirt fall into a crumpled heap round her feet. Laurie moaned a little in appreciation as he saw the sheen of the stockings that had compelled him before in full. The mood was very sensual as he rubbed her body, admiring her ass as he slipped his hands down her pants. Gerri sighed as she unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his soft, strong chest. She stepped our of her skirt and sat down on the hard carpet and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, taking the chance to finally breath as she slipped it off her shoulders, revealing her perfect breasts inside her bra. Laurie followed her submissively, running his fingers over the crotch of her black lacy pants, listening to the quickening pace of her breathing. "You’re being a very naughty girl Gerri," smiled Laurie.

"Sorry ‘Sir’" Gerri said with a cheeky look.

"I’m afraid I’m going to have to punish you now," She giggled, stopping abruptly as he unzipped his trousers, revealing his hardness to her.

"Turn around," Laurie took off his trousers as Gerri turned around, sitting expectantly on the floor waiting for him. She felt dirty but exhilarated as he unhooked her bra and threw it passionately across the room. Reaching forward he cupped her breasts in his hands, sending shivers of delight down her spine as he rubbed her nipples firmly, then running his hands down her body. He parted her thighs, slowly running his hands up her legs until his hand was on her crotch once more. Gerri sat there compliantly, naked apart from her stockings and panties, loving every movement he made with his expert fingers. Laurie moved his hands under her ass and pushed so she was on her hands and knees.

"Do you really think we should be doing this here?" Gerri said blushing.

"Take a risk Gerri" She squirmed as he pulled himself close behind her and rubbed his hand over her panties, moaning softly as he felt her wetness through them. She could feel how hard he was behind her as she gently rubbed herself against him.

‘Click’ they heard the door to the science corridor open. Simultaneously they tensed up, gasping, Gerri turned round to give Laurie a sharp pleading look. For the first time tonight he showed his worried nature as he watched the door with baited breath.

"Under here!" Gerri sharply whispered to her lover as she scuttled away, grabbing clothes as she went. They was a space under the teacher’s desk, just to the right behind the panelling that hide the pipes from the sink. It was a squeeze, but the pair wriggled in until they felt as secure as they could be, carefully waiting for the unknown person to pass. Looking under the wood Laurie caught a glimpse of feet, and a mop. The cleaner. He whistled whilst he swept the science lab, clearly enjoying the silence and solitude that was rare in the school halls. The couple crouched instinctively, Gerri attentively biting her lip, Laurie holding himself in, half naked and vulnerable.

A few minutes passed.

Silence again.

There was a long breathless silence, Laurie, being the one in front, pulled himself out, slowly and carefully. He stood up gradually, looking around.

"They’re going to lock up in a minute by the way, we should go quickly," Gerri had squeezed herself out, clutching their clothes to her exposed body.

"Yeah, I guess," Laurie smiled to himself, as she handed him his clothes. They were both thinking of something to say, something appropriate, but seeing as they had just revealed themselves to each other, anything was surely appropriate, so Laurie threw caution to the wind.

Gerri felt a rush of warmth, and relief flow through her as he held her, her clothes fallen to the floor as he clung to her naked body, knowing that soon he would have to let go. She pressed close to him, sighing, knowing too what he was thinking. They stood back and looked at each other, Gerri’s mouth tweaked at the left to reveal a sharp smile; she let out a small laugh.

"What now?" she asked. Laurie raised his eyebrows, smiling at the lack of ideas that came to him.

"Lets just get out of here," They mutely agreed as they calming dressed, admiring the diminishing glimpses of each others bodies as they did so.

The sun was almost down as Gerri unlocked her bike with Laurie standing unquestionably near her. They were still lost for words yet the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. Laurie edged forward until he was by her shoulder and leant, close and longing against her. He gently kissed her ear and the two stood together in the fading light. 'God that was close!' thought Gerri as she thought back to their encounter in the classroom. She knew it was wrong but she wanted more.

"Hey do you wanna come round my place tommrow?" Gerri asked timidly.

"Is it going to be rude?"

"Hey I never said that!"

"I'm not coming if it's not rude," Gerri smiled coyly at Laurie and as she had done many a time, she got caught up in his eyes. But it was different this time, he was staring back, and then it just happened.

She'd never kissed him in their brief encounter in the science lab, and she wondered why. It felt great. He tasted warm and comforting and made her moan quietly when he put his tongue against hers. They didn't break away for ages, or so it seemed. They just couldn't stop knowing that tomorrow their morals might have got the better of them.

"Um, so yeah, see you at school tomorrow," Gerri said buring her head against her neck and shoulderes.

"And afterwards?" Gerri remembered what she had said.

"Oh yeah, ok," Both of them had lost their confidence, their abilities to talk to one another so they left, quietly, always looked back and smiling suddenly when they thought of what had happened.

'Was it possible to be in love with two different people?' Gerri wondered as she cycled away in a blissfull ecstacy.

By Rache141

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 My skirt barely covered my bare ass as I got into the cab beside you.  Your hand immediately started at my knee and slowly inched upwards towards the ticklish spot of where my leg meets my hip.  I playfully slapped your hand away, making a tsk tsk sound.  “Be nice.  Be patient.” I whispered to you and you giggled.  Behaving like the good boy you were, you sat back and enjoyed the view of the city rolling by.  I, nervous, looked out at the familiar skyscrapers and felt my pussy getting hotter and hotter as I fantasized what we were going to do to each other as soon as we got up to your room.  I peeped over out of the corner of my eye and saw your hard cock straining to get out of your pants.  I forbade myself to touch it then, even though I was desperate to have it in my hand, my mouth.  I would have to be patient as well.

 We arrive and you pay the cab driver.  We hurry up the check in procedure, heading up to your room.   Once inside, we both stare at each other, circling the room, circling each other like wild animals.  Sexual tension overrides any nerves that may have prevented this visit.  We clung to each other, finally tasting each other’s mouths, tongues, ears, and necks.  You thrust your cock towards me as your hand grabbed my ass, bringing me closer to you.  I hugged you close, feeling my hard nipples grazing your chest as I sucked on your neck, claiming you as mine.   Coming up for air, I pushed you towards the bed, unbuttoning your shirt as we got closer.  “You’re mine.” I growled and pushed you onto the bed.  Taking off the reminder of your clothes, I paused to admire your beautiful body.  Grinning evilly, I kept all my clothes on, only telling you that you could watch but do not touch.  Your hard cock stood at attention, begging me for my attention.  I licked your taunt nipples, biting them and covering them with my mouth.  Your whimpers of lust urged me on.  My hands roamed your body, close to your dick but never touching it – not yet at least.  My tongue trailed down your stomach, dipped into your belly button, and continued further down.  I traced a path around your hips, the hollow where your legs meet your hips.  Your pleas made me giggle but I continued on a maddening quest.  Without warning, my mouth found your balls.  I sucked on them gently, savoring the taste.  I felt your cock twitch for attention and your balls contract as I continued to suck.  I couldn’t delay what I wanted.   My tongue traced your cock’s underside up until its big purple head.  I started slowly by sucking only on the head.  My hand stroked the length while I drove you crazy.   Taking my hand off, I leaned over further, taking the cock fully in my mouth.  My hands started pinching my own nipples as I felt my pussy getting wet and hot.  I wanted you in this moment, more than I’ve wanted anyone else.  You didn’t want to cum in my mouth, this time, but wanted to feel my hot pussy, taste my wetness.  I ignored your desires and continued to suck on you, alternating fast and slow.  I moaned feeling your cock getting thicker and pulsating.  Your hand found my breast and massaged it, grabbing it, pinching my nipple.  You called my name as your cock spewed its seed.  I swallowed the thick warm cum, licking you clean, savoring the taste of you in my mouth.  I took your hand and kissed your palm.  Laughing I sat back and watched you in a post orgasm daze.   You grabbed me, kissed me, and said my turn would be soon enough.

 
…to be continued.

I really enjoyed seeing my girlfriend unashamedly naked in front of my friends.  I started plotting how I might get her to do this again or, even better, to do it in front of strangers.  After weeks of thought, I dared her to play strip pool at a bar pool table.  She was reluctant until I assured her that we could go in about an hour or two before closing and that there wouldn’t be too many people, and that she could play with just me.

"I know, she sighed. But you feel so good Phil." So do you baby, I replied, But, we shouldn't be like this." "I don't care,  she replied. I've always wanted to be with you like this since I came here, and nows our chance." With that she raised up and pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it away. I gasped when I saw her firm young breasts exposed and at the feel of her hard nippels  as she she lay down on my chest. And began kissing and nipping at my neck. Again she raised up and put her hot slick pussy lips on my cock and began sliding back and forth. I was quickly past the point of no return now. I was amazed at her hip action as she did this. She would slide down my shaft and on the return, She would flick her hips and catch the head of my cock in her pussy lips and roll it around causing us both to groan out our pleasure.

OHHHHH, GODDDDDDD! she wailled. I'm Gonnnna CUMMMMM!! When she spasmed she locked her mouth to mine in a hot thrashing tounge kiss as I felt her pussy spasm and coat my cock with her necter. She broke the kiss and said: "You didn't get to cum poor baby!" And with that turned around, and took my cock in her soft hand and placed her lucious satiny lips on the head and running her tongue around the rim with a feather touch. "Oh, baby. I gasped as she sank down on my cock driving me crazy with her tongue while her teeth gently grazed my corona as she gently bobbed up and down.

As if this weren't enough, I looked up and there was her teenage cunt just inches from my lips. The storm had abated and a bright moon illuminated the bed room and  the soft luminance gave me a perfect view of it. Her swollen labia between her sexy little ass  cheeks pouted out thru a light patch of dark hair. With a tight glistening pink slit testifying to her excitement. Her inner lips just barely peeped out. I raised my head up and her sweet young cunt scent filled my nostrils. I immediately covered her tight little pussy with my mouth, and laved her heated little quim for all I was worth, sucking an nibbeling her inner lips and flicking my tongue over her hard tasty clit. I loved the tangy sweet taste of her juices as she began to really lubricate now. MMMMMMFFFFF,MMMMFFFF, she moaned around my cock as she continued thrilling me with the ministrations of her oral assualt, which had my mind reeling.   Suddenly my balls began to boil and I moaned: "Vicky, Oh, vicky baby, I'm Gonnna CUMMMMMMM!" YES, Yes, She shouted. ME TOOOOO!!!!

Her sweet pussy juice was running down her inner thighs as I again buried my face in her twat licking slowly as she moaned and spasmed. She took about two  squirts of my jism before she removed her lips and jacked me rapidly using my sperm as a lubricant. Then using her tongue to clean up the rest from my mannhood. She had left me gasping, and I was surprized at the skill she had used to do it. She came back to my side and lay with her head on my chest as we both caught our breath. "That was wonderful Phil", she said". "Yes, it was baby, I am impressed with your sex knowledge, I said." "Oh, me and a couple of boy friends would fool around like that just to get a good cum for stress relife,  but thats all she said."

"You are still a virgin at 19 I asked?" Yes, she replied. I made up my mind that when the time came I would lose it to a loving considerate man like you Phil, Someone whom I loved and who loved me enough to make it special." Would you take me Phil I want your firm hard cock in me, not some boys little whacker, she giggeled. There it was, she had offered herself. "And don't worry, I am on the pill" she said. "Baby, I said let me sleep on this tonight." We have already enjoyed some forbidden fruit which we must keep from Sharon and I'm not sure how I feel about all this yet. "O.K. she said."But hold me, I want to be in your arms....She said." she came against me with her firm little ass against my belly and my arm over her cupping one of her firm breasts.