Chapter 4: And Out The Door She Went (last part)

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Chapter 4: And Out The Door She Went (last part)As the door closed behind them I walked to the front window in the living room to watch as they walked out to Lisa’s Camry that was parked at the curb. I couldn’t help but think that the time at the gym was not wasted on either one of these women. Their bodies were perfect and matched in every way. They were sexy, curvy, lean, full-breasted, long-legged sex toys all packaged up for a night on the town. Their asses made me want to drool just watching them. They were like matching bookends. Their nylon-encased legs looked a mile long with the seams running up the backs of them. I almost regretted letting Melissa go without me and they weren’t out of sight yet. I watched as she opened the passenger side door and swung her legs in. As she sat her skirt hiked up showing the tops of her stockings. I swallowed hard and wondered what her evening would hold. I tried watching television but couldn’t concentrate on anything I tuned in. I dug into the back of our bedroom closet and got out a couple of old Penthouse Letters magazines and flipped through them to the stories I loved. Those were the ones where the wife craves and gets extra-marital sex with the cooperation and encouragement of her husband. I loved these stories. These stories described the lifestyle I so secretly craved. More than once I wanted to jack off just to relieve the tension that was building in my groin. I read through the stories at least twice each and went back to the closet in search of other magazines I might have missed in my initial search. I pushed some boxes aside that stood next to Melissa’s shoe rack and a small box fell off the top of the pile and opened. There in the box was a big 10” dildo and an equally large vibrator. I didn’t have any idea Melissa even owned anything like that! Perhaps I didn’t know my wife as well as I thought. Visions of her using these devices immediately sprang into my head causing yet another erection. I could sense change. I put the box back and went to lay on our bed to wait for my wife’s return. I must have laid there two hours before I fell asleep. I awoke in the middle of the night, it was after 3:30. Melissa was still not home. I got up, undressed, walked to the kitchen to fix myself a drink when I heard a car pull up. I walked to the front window in my shorts to see my wife get out of a light colored Cadillac which had pulled into my driveway. The lights were out and I could see the silhouette of a man behind the wheel. Melissa walked around to the driver’s side and leaned her head in. I could see her hand something to the man and it looked like she kissed him, then pulled her head back, stood up straight and walked toward the front door. I could hear the “click click” of her high heels on the sidewalk as she came towards the door. I retreated to the bedroom and jumped beneath the covers before she could discover that I had been up and watching her. I laid there in silence as I listened to her moving about the house. My cock grew to full erection waiting for her to come into the bedroom. Chapter 5: The Return It seemed like an hour before I heard my wife enter the bedroom. She had removed her shoes but I could hear the swish of her nylons rubbing together as she moved into the room. I had peeked at the clock seconds before she came in. It was 4 am. I stirred in the bed a little so as not to alarm her should I decide to “wake”. I listened as I heard the zipper of her dress go down and the rustle of the garment as she slipped it off. I stirred again and this time sat up halfway on one elbow, turned on a soft light and said “Hi Hon, you’re home.” “Yes” she replied softly, standing at the foot of the bed naked except for her stockings and garter belt. She was bending to pick up her dress from the floor. There were no panties. He lipstick was all but gone and what was left was smeared. Her hair was tousled. The tops of her stockings had dried whitish stains on them. I could only guess at what I was seeing and I was sure I wasn’t wrong. Strands of her hair were stuck together as they framed her sexy face. “I missed you” I said. “Did you two have fun?” “Yes, Hon, I’ll tell you about it in the morning, OK?” She started to reach for the clasp that held her stocking up and I motioned to her. “Leave those on for me and come let me hold you while we sleep.” She stopped and quietly slipped into bed and I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. I turned her head to kiss her lips and immediately became aware of the pungent odor of semen. I kissed her deeply and ran my hand lightly through her hair. The clumped strands were still wet. I pulled her close and felt her nipples harden against my chest. My tongue explored her mouth as I ran my hand down to her silky smooth, naked pussy. “I thought you’d be asleep Hon” she said as I felt the wetness of another man’s cum dripping out of her. “I thought I’d be too, but I heard you come through the front door I guess.” I moved down her stomach, kissing as I went, licking at her navel and finally lying between her legs, I slipped my tongue inside her soaked pussy. “I guess you’ve been pretty busy tonight Hon” was all I said and she burst into tears. She wailed and sobbed uncontrollably. “I’m so sorry” she said, over and over. All I could do was lay there, hold her and whisper, “shhhh, shhhh, it’s all right, it’s OK. Please don’t cry. It’s OK.” In the midst of all of this I never lost my erection. I pulled her close and held her and rubbed her sweet pussy and as she started to calm down a little, I rolled between her legs and pushed my fully erect cock into her up to the balls in one fluid motion. Her eyes opened wide and I kissed her. The crying stopped. I started to stroke into her with all I had. I couldn’t control myself. She fucked back at me and I felt the wetness of her previous playmate all over my balls as it oozed out of her. She started moaning as I pumped my cock into her and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue as if it were a cock, wrapped her nylon-covered legs around my ass and pulled me into her. We were fucking like two a****ls in heat and we both loved it. We humped like that for several minutes until without any warning I emptied my balls into her, mixing my cum with that which was already there deep in her pussy. She writhed under me pulling my ass down with her legs as she came with me, screaming as she came. We laid locked together like that for several minutes, neither of us saying a word. My cock slipped out of her with a quiet “plop” and I felt her loosen her grip on my butt with her legs. Her nylons “swished” as I gently pushed her legs back to the bed and try as I may, I could not resist going down on her magnificent, well-fucked pussy. I sucked and licked and stuck my tongue in her until I could find no trace of cum in her. Minutes passed as we lay quietly together. Melissa finally broke the silence when she said “You’re really not mad at me? You’re not upset? Do you know what I’ve done?” At that moment all I knew was that I had an extremely beautiful sexy young 26 year old wife who was becoming hotter by the day and had just fucked someone other than me. My fantasies were coming true. “I think you fucked someone tonight, didn’t you?” was all I said. “Is that what you mean?” “Well yes, but you’re not mad?” “Hell no, can you tell how mad I am? I do expect to hear all about what happened though.” It took further convincing that I was fine with what had happened when she finally said “Let’s shower, and I’ll tell you”. We climbed out of bed. What a sight she was standing in the light with cum all over her new $20 stockings, her stomach, her hair and now in the brighter light I could see dried cum on her tits too. I looked her up and down smiling and said “You really know how to go out for a good time, don’t you!?” We headed for the shower together and let the warm water run over us as we soaped each other and stroked each other to yet another orgasm. Lying in bed once again, naked, clean and fresh she started to talk to me. Apparently over dinner Lisa had let slip that I knew how she got her pussy shaved and I didn’t türbanlı sinop escort seem in the least bit upset. Melissa had questioned her repeatedly to make sure I was clear on the fact that a guy had shaved her, waxed her and put his fingers in her until she came. “And he wasn’t upset?” she repeatedly asked. “He didn’t seem at all upset Kath, in fact he may have liked it”, Lisa had said. Melissa said she quickly got over being upset with Lisa for letting that slip. Lisa said “I didn’t tell him I sucked that guys cock for a few minutes while the wax was setting up on you. He just looked so hot and the wine was getting to me and I have been so horny since my husband left.” “You did that?” said Melissa. “You slut!” she laughed out loud. “No wonder he was as hard as a brick when he got to me!! I thought it was me exciting him so I unzipped and sucked him while he fingered my pussy. I had to swallow quickly to hide the evidence when he came so you wouldn’t know what I had done! I’ve always wanted to do something forbidden like that. Ever since I knew I wouldn’t be a baby maker, I’ve wanted to fulfill all my fantasies. Trouble is I’ve always been too shy to share them with Dave.” “Oh you should tell him,” said Lisa “ I bet he’d be more receptive than you think.” “Well the truth is since you’ve been going through this divorce crap its gotten me thinking just how short life is and how much fun we all miss when we don’t follow our dreams and fantasies. Add to that the stares I’ve been getting since I decided to dress a little sexier and workout for Dave and you have a woman with some new ideas in her head. Now here we are, two best friends after a day of shopping for nothing but “fuck me” clothes, a salon guy whose cock neither of us could resist and an evening ahead of us , dressed to fuck, with plenty of opportunity to do whatever we feel good about and girl, we could get in trouble real fast!” At that Melissa said she and Lisa had a good laugh and ordered another round of drinks. Melissa said she and Lisa finished dinner and headed out for a little club hopping hoping to find a little “fun” for the evening. Lisa reminded Melissa several times that I had said “don’t come home till you’ve had enough fun!” “That’s not what he meant” argued Melissa. “So who has to know?” returned Lisa. Melissa didn’t answer. She was busy with her own thoughts. Driving to the first club they had agreed on, Lisa mentioned she had mentioned to Lance, the salon guy whose cock they had both tasted, that they might be at a certain club tonight but that they would save that club stop for later. Lance said he might be there and if so, would probably have a friend with him. Lisa said she hoped to find him there later that evening. So the possibility of a continued sexual adventure not only existed but was very strong that it would succeed. Melissa continued telling her story to me as I held her in bed and ever so slowly massaged her nipples, clit and all my favorite parts of her body. Melissa talked and slowly stroked my cock with her hands, keeping me erect and dripping as she talked. Melissa and Lisa had arrived at the first club and had all heads turning as they entered. Finding a table near the dance floor, they ordered drinks and within minutes had more offers to dance than either of them could possibly handle. Melissa had chosen a very athletic looking guy to dance with and she stayed on the dance floor through two rather fast songs and then for two slow ones. As she danced with him through the second slow song she decided to have a little fun. She wanted to see if she could get him hard. As she slid in closer to the bulge in his pants, she realized he was already as hard as a rock. “Wow,” she thought, “did I do that?” Apparently so, she concluded, and excused herself at the end of the dance to return to her table. Several similar situations boosted her ego tremendously and when she compared notes with Lisa, apparently she was having the same reactions. This was no big news to me. These two hot young a****ls had no idea what they did to guys! They sat and practiced crossing their legs said Melissa to see if they could draw attention. Each time they would let their dresses ride higher until they were showing off creamy white thighs above their stocking tops. It was at this point that guys were literally tripping over their own feet and walking into walls. It was time to move on to the next club. One last cocktail and off they went. Melissa and Lisa decided to move on to the club where they might run into Lance and his friend. Feeling the effects of the drinks and the intense rush of all the attention they were receiving, they walked into the next club like they were there to fuck. “Secretly” Melissa said, “without saying a word to each other, we were both horny as hell and ready.” She continued “Lisa is my dearest and best friend and in a way its been hard to see her go through the hurt of the divorce and even harder watching her getting ready to go out and play with whoever she wants because I wanted to do that too. I’m the one who has been the “coach” whose job it was to get her ready for some fun again. Don’t you think a few thoughts spun through my head?” “Like what Hon?” I said. “Well, I’ve never been with anyone but you. Not that I’m complaining. I’m not. I love you with all my heart and you’re so good to me, in bed and out. But every now and then I wonder what it would be like to actually turn on another guy and get him in the sack, feel his body on me and feel what it would be like with a different cock. I mean, that’s exactly what I was trying to set Lisa up for.” “Well you certainly did that tonight, Hon.” I said. “How did you like it?” “Please don’t be upset David, I have to be honest. Two indiscretions today is the limit and I will never do that to you again.” “What do you mean Melissa?” “Well, first I sucked Lance off at the salon and now tonight I got myself thoroughly fucked.” “You still haven’t answered the question Hon….” “The truth is I loved it. Do you hate me?” “Hell no, I don’t hate you. I love you. More than you can ever know. Are you going to tell me how you two got started tonight?” “Do you really want to know all the details?” “Yes, hell yes, I want to know all of it” I said. Melissa Tells All: Melissa laid back on her pillow, sighed deeply, stared momentarily at the ceiling and then turned her head so her beautiful brown eyes looked straight into my face and said “You asked for this mister, I hope you’re not sorry. I’ll tell you just how it happened, OK? Then I really need some sleep, OK?” (She never took her hand from my cock as she spoke. She just continued to stroke me ever so softly and gently, making sure to run to run her thumb over the opening in my cockhead. She knows how much I like that and it makes my cock drip when she does it. I kept my hand on her pretty bare pussy, stoking her clit ever so lightly with my fingertips.) “Lisa and I got to the club around 11 and it was busy. There was a line waiting outside to get in and as we walked up to the club, a guy, he must have been a bouncer, recognized Lisa and motioned us over. Lisa screamed and threw her arms around his neck and jumped up and down, she was so excited to see this guy. Apparently they are friends but hadn’t seen each other in a very long time. His name is Dan and he personally escorted us to the door and told the guy inside to make sure we got a good table. Lisa turned and kissed him and I think I saw her give his cock a little squeeze. She told him to come see her when he got a break. He said he definitely would. I think she wanted to do more than cop a feel. The inside guy showed us to a booth in the corner but not too far from the dance floor. I think it must have been the darkest corner in the club. We sat down and ordered drinks. That made about 8 drinks for each of us at that point and I was getting a little fuzzy. We hadn’t been sitting there for more than 5 minutes when who should come up to our table? Lance!! “Well if it isn’t my absolute 2 favorite customers!” he said. Funny, I always thought the guys who worked türbanlı sinop escort bayan in salons were gay. He definitely is not gay! He looked absolutely gorgeous and with him was this very good looking blonde guy named Peter. After introductions they asked if they could join us and buy us a drink. They slid in next to each of us. Lance next to Lisa and Peter next to me. Lance smiled at me as he sat down. I was thinking about that afternoon. I bet he was too. They ordered drinks and after some small talk and joking, the drinks arrived. Lance toasted the “two sexiest customers he has ever had”. I wondered if today’s activities were normal for him. Lisa made it a point to get Lance’s attention focused on her and in no time they were sitting close and I could see his hand work its way under her short dress and Lisa had his tongue in her mouth and things were heating up nicely. Her hands were all over him and his hands were busy up her dress. It must have been the combination of the drinks, lack of sex all these weeks, sexy new clothes and look and the fact that she was semi naked with a very sexy guy she had already had limited experience with. I could see that Lisa was heating up to the boiling point. I turned and asked Peter if he’d like to dance and he readily accepted. I thought if I stayed and watched Lisa and Lance I would be fucking someone myself right there on the table. They made one hell of an erotic sight. Peter took my hand as we headed to the dance floor. A slow number was playing as he took me into his arms and drew me close, yet not tight, to him. The scent of his cologne was subtle and erotic. He moved perfectly. A woman can always tell if a man dances well, he probably fucks well to. That was a little tidbit I had kept in the back of my mind for some time now. It came to me as I danced with him. Peter asked if I was married since he saw my rings. I said I was. He said a guy would have to be nuts to let a woman like me out alone. I smiled and said I’ve never been out alone before. Well, what’s the occasion he asked. Then I filled him in on Lisa and her divorce and how she was finally coming back out of her shell and I was here to lend support etc, etc. He asked if I was a casual observer for the night or an active participant. Well what did you mean by that I asked. Peter drew me tight to him, my nipples were aroused by the feel of his chest though my thin dress. He pressed what felt like his erection into me and it felt good. I pushed back lightly. As we danced I became certain his cock was hard and I looked up at him and said “You must like me. Your body gives you away.” He smiled and leaned his face toward me and kissed me hard. I opened my mouth to taste his tongue. I sucked it like Lance’s cock. He pulled back just as the song ended and smiled. “You are every bit as beautiful and sexy as Lance said you were.” He said as we walked back to the table. “Is that all he told you, Peter?” “Why, is there more?” I smiled at him and said nothing. As we sat down Lance and Lisa were just coming up for air. Lisa sat there with her dress hiked almost to her waist, her legs were spread wide, Lances right hand was in her shaved pussy and in his left hand were Lisa’s panties. He turned as he heard us return. “Sorry,” he said, “just checking my work out”. Lisa laughed and pulled her dress down to just the tops of her stockings. She was very flushed. I felt my face turn red. Peter said nothing he just looked and smiled. Trying to act like nothing had happened was near impossible. Lance and Lisa wanted to fuck, that was obvious. They NEEDED to fuck. We sat and sipped our drinks while the two of them played with each other under the table. I turned with my legs toward Peter so I wouldn’t be watching them directly. Peter put his hand under my chin, raised it a bit, kissed me and said “Hey beautiful, want to dance again?” I said no, I just want to sit here a bit. He traced my lips with his fingers, moved down my chin to my throat, moved down to my breasts where he rested his fingers on my nipples. His left hand moved up my knee to the top of my stocking and moved slowly onto my bare upper thigh not 2 inches from my pussy. All the while he continued with a hundred soft kisses on my mouth, chin, nose, cheeks and throat. God he was making me hot. I grasped both his hands at the wrists. “Please Peter, we’d better stop, I shouldn’t do this” I said. “I can’t resist you” was all he could say. At this point I knew if I didn’t get away from him, more was going to happen than I was prepared for. Lisa stood up at this point, wiggled past Lance and said “Kath, please go with me to the ladies room”. I needed a break from the sexual tension that was building inside of me so I quickly joined her and off we went leaving the two guys in our booth. At this point I interrupted Melissa. “Why did you want to stop at that point? Sounds like the best thing for you was to go ahead and have some fun.” “I didn’t know that” said Melissa, “and how was I to know you’d let me? I was very confused. Not wanting to cheat on you but wanting a nice big cock in me anyway. I was soooo fucking horny.” When we got to the ladies room, Lisa looked at me with pure lust on her face and said “Melissa I have to get out of here and go do this guy. I am sooooo fucking hot that if I don’t fuck someone soon I am going to lose it!!” “Well I guess that’s why your panties are in his hand and not on your pussy Hon, huh?” I was having fun at her expense. “I mean it Kath. Help me with this will ya?” “What do you want me to do?” I said. “Peter rode with Lance tonight. I want to bring Lance to my place. Would you mind coming along so Peter isn’t just sitting around by himself?” “Oh I don’t know Lisa, I’m afraid what that could look like or lead to.” “Hey Hon, you sucked Lance’s cock this afternoon. How bad could it get?” “I know, but I can’t do that to David.” “Melissa, listen to me. Dave won’t know unless you tell him and if you did, he’d probably love it from what I can see. Besides, who says you have to do anything at all? Sit with Peter and have some drinks. My only other option is to take you home and by the time I get to your place and back to mine no one will be in the mood. Please do it for me?” “OK Lisa, but I think you’re going to owe me big time for this one Hon.” “Melissa, I will be so grateful, I’ll pay you back, I promise.” Lisa’s face was almost red she was so sexually charged. We went back to the table and the guys had ordered another round of drinks. Lisa told them we were going to leave for her place and both the guys were invited. Lance said let’s not waste these drinks. I tipped mine back and drank it down. I figured I might need it. We left the club. At the parking lot Lisa handed me her keys and asked me to drive her car since she wanted to ride with Lance. She said Peter could ride with me. I had had quite a bit to drink and was a little apprehensive about getting behind the wheel. Peter said, if you can’t drive I will. I said I’d be OK. I’d just have to take it slow. He asked how far we had to go. I told him about 5 miles. As I sat down in the driver’s seat my short dress rode up my thighs showing off my nylons. Peter just looked at my legs and groaned “damn! Woman, you sure know how to torture a guy don’t you?” “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to” was all I could think of. But in my heart I knew it was exactly what I wanted to do. We headed down the road toward Lisa’s. By the time we got to her driveway Peter had his hand up my dress again and was massaging the lips of my pussy through my sheer panties. I was captive behind the wheel, half-drunk and could do little to fend him off. Besides, I was getting to the point that I didn’t want him to stop. (Dave: As she told me the story I continued to massage her clit which was soaking wet as she described her seduction.) I saw Lisa and Lance get out of his Cadillac and head for the house. Both of Lisa’s breasts were out of her dress, the dress was completely unzipped, the seams on her stockings were all crooked and she looked as though her lipstick had been smeared pretty good. The girl türbanlı escort sinop was in heat that’s for sure. I rushed her in the front door so none of her night owl neighbors would see her. Once inside she flopped in the chair nearest the door and was reaching for Lance. Peter sat on the sofa and motioned for me to join him. I was hoping Lisa would take her XXX-rated party into the bedroom because I didn’t know how much more I could watch without standing up and stripping my clothes off and jumping on someone’s hard cock. Lance moved close to where Lisa sat and she reached out and unzipped him quickly and fished his already hard cock out of his pants and sucked it into her mouth as Peter and I sat there watching. I couldn’t believe how hot she was. He tits were hanging out of her dress that was more off than on. It was almost more than I could take. Peter turned and started kissing me again. I found him harder to resist. His hand worked its way up my dress and straight to my now soaked panties. I could no longer resist. I moaned “oh that feels good”. He took that as his cue and pushed my panties aside to make access for his fingers. I couldn’t help myself. I spread my legs apart. He pushed two fingers into me. I was so hot. I could hear Lisa slurping on Lance’s cock. I didn’t dare look. It might send me over the edge as if I wasn’t already slipping away. I heard Lance say “Lisa, come down on the floor with me.” I heard her move to join him. I turned to see where they had gone. Lance had removed his clothes and was stark naked. His cock was huge and sticking straight out and he was finally taking Lisa’s dress off. I knew where this was going and I knew where I wanted to be going and I reached for Peter and pulled his shirt out of his pants and began unbuttoning it. I undid the buckle on his pants as he removed his shirt. I was committed at this point. I pushed his pants and briefs to his hips. As he stood and worked them down toward his feet I grabbed his already hard cock and pulled him to me. I couldn’t wait to taste him. I sucked him into my mouth and heard him moan. I felt like such a hot slut. He tasted so good. I stuck my tongue into his pee hole and felt the slippery pre-cum oozing onto my tongue. We must have made quite a site. Peter was naked standing next to the sofa with his cock in my mouth. Lance was naked and kneeling a couple feet in front of me as he fucked Lisa who lay on her back wearing only her black stockings, garter belt and heels. I sat on the edge of the sofa still in my dress with it hiked up to my hips. Peter gently held my head as I sucked him. Then I felt something new. I glanced as far down as I could and still maintain the blowjob I was enjoying giving Peter. Lance was leaning over and with one free hand had pulled my panties aside and was lapping at my clit like a dog thirsty for water. I shuddered as I came for the first time. I listened as Lisa screamed through what must have been her third or fourth orgasm. Lance was doing a fantastic job of servicing both of us simultaneously. Just then Peter erupted into my mouth sending torrents of his hot jism into the back of my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could but it kept cumming. Some of it was leaking out of my mouth and down my chin. Then I lost my balance and his cock slipped out of my mouth still spraying into my hair and onto my face. Lance pulled out of Lisa and stood up in front of me. “Pete, lets trade a while” he said. Peter climbed down between Lisa’s legs and started sucking on her clit and working his tongue into her. She went even wilder than before. She kept yelling “yes, yes, yes” like a bitch in heat, which she was. Lance took me by the hands and stood me up. He removed my wrinkled little dress and tossed it into the chair Lisa had been sitting in. I quickly hooked my thumbs into my soaked panties and pushed them down my stockings and off my toes. I threw myself backward onto the sofa spreading my legs as I fell and dragging Lance with me. There I was with the guy I had only met today in the salon laying on the sofa with only my stockings on begging him to fuck me. His cock was over 8 inches long and probably a third thicker than yours Dave and I wanted it. Does that bother you? Lance knelt between my legs as I spread them as wide as they would go. I grabbed for his cock and started it into my freshly shaved pussy. Push Lance!! And he did. Oh God it felt so good!! I locked my legs behind his ass and fucked back at him as hard as I could. I must have cum three times as he pumped his cock into me. He was groaning and sweating as his cock sawed in and out of me. I was in paradise. Almost without warning he pulled out of me and started shooting white streams of his cum all over my pussy, belly and stockings. “No, inside, put it inside me” I pleaded. He managed to get his cock back inside me before he was done pumping jizz. Lisa was still groaning her way through yet another orgasm as I looked and saw her black nyloned legs wrapped around Peter’s head holding him into her pussy. Lance laid down next to Lisa and started kissing her pushing his tongue into her mouth. She reached over and grabbed his limp, wet, spent cock and started jerking it. She slowly released the hold she had on Peter’s head and he sat back on his haunches to survey the scene. Lisa was already breathing new life back into Lance’s cock. It was slowly regaining its full stature. Peter looked over at me and I crooked my finger in a “come here” manner and beckoned him into my open legs. His cock had fully recovered and was standing almost as tall as Lance’s and I wasn’t done fucking. Peter came over to me, still on the sofa and climbed between my legs and pushed his fully erect cock into me in one easy motion. I was so cock drunk I think I could have fucked 10 men. Peter was fantastic as he pumped into me for about 20 minutes giving me another two orgasms before filling me with his load. Lisa and I traded the guys back and forth as long as their cocks would last. After two and a half plus hours of solid sex play they finally cried “uncle”. We had a nitecap together and the guys said they’d love to try it again sometime. Lisa thought that was a great idea. Lance said we would never have to pay for a bodywax again. They both confirmed what I had told Lisa: They both admitted fucking a hot woman in sexy stockings was definitely more erotic than naked. Another mental note was made on that admission. As my alcohol buzz wore off, I guess the guilt started to set in. I had to admit to myself that I wished I could do this again. I would never hurt you intentionally though Hon. As Melissa concluded her confession I held her close and kissed her. I still had my fingers in her and was gently massaging her clit. She still had a grip on my cock and had it dripping steadily enough to have soaked her hand and my pubic hair as well. I finally spoke “Do you really think this is something you’d like to do again?” “David, I will never love anyone else, but oh my God, I had no idea how much fun it could be to just plain fuck somebody new. Yes, I guess my honest answer would be yes, I’d like to do it as often as you’d let me as long as it doesn’t hurt us.” “I think we could make that work Hon” I replied. “By the way, who brought you home?” “Oh that was Lance.” “I see,” I said. “What was it you gave him as you leaned back into his car?” Melissa paused. “That was my cum soaked panties. Since his was the first cock to go in me other than yours, I thought it would be fitting if he kept them.” “Well what did he say to you?” “He wanted to know if he could trade them back for a good fuck sometime.” “What did you tell him?” “Anytime he wants it, I’m ready.” Just then my cock erupted in her hand spewing cum all over her leg and belly. Melissa leaned over quickly and caught all she could in her mouth and sucked the rest out of my cock. “Mmmmm, good stuff” she said. “When are you out of town again?” “Next week for 3 days, why?” “Well if you don’t mind I might rearrange my schedule a little to further enjoy my new friends and possibly make some more. Would you mind?” “Hon as long as you tell me all about it and are honest about it, I would be disappointed if you didn’t.” “Sounds like a plan” she said. I sensed change. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted. It was 6 am. This is a true story, told as I remember it. If you liked it please let me know. There are subsequent episodes to it which describe the new Melissa and her activities up to the present day.

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