Lemon drops for three, please.

Lemon drops for three, please.

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Wife seduced by sexy couple when her husband must stay behind

Summary

Wife seduced by sexy couple when her husband must stay behind

Content

Submitted: December 05, 2015

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Submitted: December 05, 2015

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Audrey sat in the bar and sipped at the lemon drop martini.  It had been a long day and her tests were finally over.  She had been looking forward to unwinding and forgetting about the rehab stuff she had been studying for the past three  months and the martini was definitely hitting the spot as she felt the tension drain away.  It was too bad her husband had to cancel at the last minute.  She had been anticipating a wild night of lovemaking as the final capper to a stressful several months and god knows they both deserved it.  He had been patient and she knew he was as disappointed as she had been when the call came that he would have to stay behind.  He had already packed half a suitcase of toys and she had playfully reminded him not to forget Brad - her nickname for her favorite vibrator that never failed to get her off.  When he kissed her goodbye he made her promise to use each and every toy in the bag on her last night and then tell him about it later.  She wasn't sure if she'd keep that promise - well, except for Brad.  That baby was coming out of the bag for sure.

She had just started her second martini and had settled into a mellow anticipation of feeling the buzz of Brad soon when she noticed Jim at a table not far away.  He had been in her labs and was really into his hunting dog conditioning clients.  Although he wasn't exactly her type, there was something rugged and alluring in his masculinity.  The type that she contemplated as a good one night stand,  not as a good conversationalist.  But she really wasn't interested in affairs, never had been.  Then again, it wouldn't hurt to have a little something to spice up her imagination for later on when she was grinding away to Brad's relentless vibrations.  Besides, he was with his wife.  Apparently they had planned a similar post-test rendezvous as her and her husband.  They seemed well suited.  He with country strong masculine good looks, her with a southern charm but confident look about her.  At least that part was tolerable.  She hated the idea of mousey weak women with masculine men.  Much better a strong, independent mind to stand up to masculinity, rather than bow down to it.  But that was reading a lot into it, since she hadn't even spoken to her.  She felt a twinge of envy as she imagined Jim and who she would later find out was his wife Angela going at it like teenagers while she ground out a few intense but brief orgasms with Brad.

A wry smile touched her lips as she watched them.  Apparently Jim hadn't been too focused on his evening with Angela.  She had caught him several times during the lab eyeing her ample tits.  She may be carrying a few extra pounds, but at least she had some in the right places.  His wife Angela was pretty, possibly even hot, but she did not have tits like hers.  She felt a bit of pride in not running herself down as she compared herself to Angela.  Yes, Angela was decidedly hot.  But so was she and her therapist would be proud that she could favorabl compare herself rather than run herself down.

"Mind if we join you?"  It was Angela with Jim standing and holding an extra lemon drop.  "I'm Angela and I think you know Jim, right?".

The conversation had been light, flirty and fun.  They were easy to talk to and her initial assessments had been close, but not quite accurate.  In turns out Jim wasn't as big of a red neck as he appeared.  In fact, he had more than a little sophistication to him.  And Angela wasn't exactly the cutesy southern type either.  Confident and direct, and from her stolen glances apparently into nice tits at least as much as Jim.  Audrey wasn't sure where all this was headed, but for the moment she was enjoying their attention, perhaps a little more than she should.  The flirty conversation got a little more intense when Audrey laughingly admitted to half a suitcase of toys up in her room, an evening of spousal arousal interrupted and spoiled by a last minute phone call.  Angela laughed and said she also had been paranoid about getting caught at the airport with a vibrator in her carry-on.  "I can just hear myself - Really officer, although it has made me pass out a few times, it's really not dangerous", Angela laughed and touched her arm, lingering just enough to send the hint loud and clear.

As they walked toward the elevator to "come up for a night cap before you retire to Brad" she almost bolted.  She could tell where this could potentially end up, and she knew from the touches and glances where Jim and Angela wanted it to end up.  The fact was she was immensely attracted to them and the months of abstinence and the lemon drops had her considering things that normally would have been nothing more than a brief fantasy.  She decided right then and there she was going to play this out and to hell with insecurity.  If they wanted her, they were going to get a little more than they bargained for.

"We really only have one rule when Angela and I go out, I don't get to do anything that she doesn't do - or have done to her - first.  That way we know where the limits are.  Its her way of keeping me in line a bit, kinda leading the way if you know what I mean."

"I think I get it.  But I'm not much into following".  With that Audrey reached over to Angela, took a bit of a sharp intake of breath, and pulled her close.  She kissed her fully on the lips and soon felt her tentative, then probing tongue as Angela melted into the kiss.  She broke the kiss to catch her breath only to have Jim pull her in close and plant a firm masculine kiss on her.  Her head was spinning and not from the lemon drops.  Her first kiss with a woman, soft, teasing followed by the hard masculine press of Jim.  The contrast of Angels's soft yielding lips, her tentative and probing tongue, her sweet perfume now mixed with Jim's musk and scratchy cheeks as his tongue probed and took, where Angela's had teased and tantalized.  His knee pressed against her crotch, spreading her legs as she pressed against the back of the elevator.  Almost involuntarily she ground her crotch against his leg and felt her heat rise exponentially.  With a gasp she had her first sharp orgasm right there in the elevator.  It most certainly did not satisfy her.  Quite the opposite.  As Jim broke the kiss and the world stopped spinning a bit she opened her eyes to see Angela grinning and holding the elevator door.  "Our room's just at the end of the hall...and thank god its not more than twenty steps because I dont think any of us could stand it if it was much further".

And that is how she had found herself, her ass high in the air and her face buried in the crotch of another woman as that woman's husband pounded into her from behind, each thrust from his hips coursing through her body as her tongue danced across Angela's swollen clit.  Angela had come three or four times and from her whimpering and ragged breath and from her intensifying cries she was getting ready for another.  Audrey had stopped counting how many times she had come.  The reality was it had been almost continuous pulsing waves from the elevator to here.  Once when they had hurriedly shed their clothing, Jim and Angela taking turns licking and sucking her tits, again when she took Jim's ample cock in her mouth for the first time, sliding her tongue along its considerable length, while Angela lowered her head to probe her sopping wet crotch.  And again as Jim buried his cock into her while Angela slowly lowered her own soaking wetness down onto Audrey's waiting tongue.  Her taste was sweet, and her hard little clit was as stiff as a small cock against her lips.  Somewhere in their twisting, thrusting and squirming Audrey had ended up with Jim behind her, his hands grasping her hips and his thrusts making an audible and oh so erotic slap, slap.  Angela lay sprawled in front of her, her hips rotating in a rolling motion, her eyes closed and a faint whisper of "yes, yes" building in urgency.

Angela came hard.  Her hips thrusting up in spasms of pleasure.  As her hips relaxed and the spasms slowed she slipped out from under Audrey's tongue and kneeled next to her husband, resting her hand on his pumping ass.  They were all covered in sweat and chests heaving.  She leaned down next to Audrey's ear and whispered "I'm going to slip my finger into your ass and feel my husbands cock pulsing in that hot pussy of yours.  And when he fills you up with his hot cum, I'm going to lick every drop from that spectacularly wet and sweet pussy."

Holy shit.  As Angela first teased and then sank a long, slender finger into her ass it was Audrey's turn to gasp.  Here she was, being throughly fucked by a strong firm cock while having her ass fingered by another woman.  "Oh god, fuck my ass Angela.  Fill my pussy Jim!"  Jesus Christ!"  The waves crashed and the world went blank for a moment.  Her mind lost sense of time and  place.  She came to her senses just enough to appreciate that Angela had not been kidding, her face was buried in her crotch and Jim sat near by watching his wife lapp at his juice running from between her legs.

The next day she called her husband.  "Well?" he asked.  "Did you keep your promise?"  

"Not exactly.  But lets just say I've got a little better story to tell you than me fucking a few fake cocks and a vibrator".


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