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On our way back to the hotel, my husband asked if we should call our new friend, Chase (in the course of exchanging numbers, first names only were shared). A little unfair to ask that at this point since he had plied me with several glasses of wine over a romantic dinner, but the intense and pretty damn naughty bar play earlier at the hotel certainly didn’t hurt the odds of my easy compliance. So of course yes was my answer! Chase texted back immediately. So fast, we both laughed and decided he must have been just waiting to hear from us. I could already feel light spasms deep in my pussy at thoughts of taking this venture further down the road tonight.
We decided to meet up at a popular local jazz club located in the basement of a building downtown, right off the main square. Always a great time, but for tonight, the big attraction was the dark moody interior with tables hidden away in the music filled corners of the large room. Juices slid down my inner thigh at the thought of both Chad’s and my husbands fingers wandering up each leg to my hot center.
We arrived first and immediately zeroed in on a nice covered table back in a very dark corner to the left of the low stage. A jazz quartet was lazily setting up, ribald jokes flying back and forth much to the delight of the quickly fillings room. I was a bit nervous all over again so we got drinks on order real quick. I decided I could probably indulge in voyeurism…. as long as nobody could actually see ME. I realize that’s not necessarily how that works but hey, it as long as that’s what’s happening in my mind….. My husbands likes to push our boundaries just a wee bit, so this evening’s Round Two was likely to push my limits.
Chase arrived hot on the heels of the first round of drinks, sliding in on my left. A long opulent red velvet covered couch ran the length of the wall with small tables every few feet. We all three sat side by side along the couch for a great view of the band. Chase was very cool, not immediately latching onto me and making me nervous all over again. Which made me feel a bit silly, considering where his fingers had been just a few hours earlier. We had our first drink and easy, laughter filed conversation for several minutes.
The bar began to fill, the buzz of low conversations around the room and clink of glasses adding to the vibe in the low light. As people moved in to the right of us, we all three scooted closer together. My body covered with hard male bodies on both sides from shoulder to ankle. Almost simultaneously, each slid a hand onto my thighs. Nerves slowly melted, giving way to tingles of excitement. I slide both my hands into each lap, two hard cocks greeting my wandering fingers. My pussy clenched immediately in need. My husband’s hand slid up and through my juices, and then pulled out and up to his mouth. Giving me a sexy smile, he stuck a wet finger in his mouth and sucked it all up. Chase laughed and immediately followed suit. This turned me on beyond belief.
Thighs once again sliding open and my body further down on the couch, I squeezed both dicks, massaging up and down. Chase groaned low and turned into me to give me a long delicious kiss. Tongues tangling, I almost missed my husband sliding his fingers back up my thigh but the minute he touched my clit I was immediately on point and paying attention to detail! Chase’s tongue dipped in and around, licking and suckling my hungry tongue. I squirmed against that teasing hand, trying to push it up and inside.
Drum beat began to filled the air and for a second I truly thought it was the thudding of my heart. I had no idea what the people next to us were doing or whether or not they were even noticing what was going on in front of them. We didn’t even pretend to listen to the band. Already horny as Hell from our happy hour, it wasn’t taking much to put us right where we left off.
Turning my head back to my husband, his mouth immediately sought mine. Chase’s hand slid under my top and straight to my bare nipple. Rubbing lightly for a moment than a sharp pinch before soothing the sting with his fingers. Spasms were beginning to lightly flit up and down inside. Hands fumbled to unbutton, unbuckle and free both straining cocks. All I could think was to get at least one inside of me. The now loud music covering any noise we made in our hot little corner. Chase hooked my thigh over his and somehow scooted over under me, leaving me suddenly sitting in his lap, facing the crowded room. My husband laughed and nodded at his questioning look. Clearly he knew where this was heading. He even reached under the table and grabbed the bottom of my skirt and began pushing it up my hips to my waist for Chase.
Completely naked from belly button to high heels…. the slightly rough table cloth barely d****d over my lap. Chase’s long pulsing cock was now hard against my ass and we both immediately began rubbing against each other. Now my husband’s hand was up under my top playing my rock hard nipples and leaving me flushed and shaking. Sliding his hands under my ass and lifting my body, Chase slid down a bit and the swollen head of his cock suddenly pushed against my aching pussy. Standing up just enough on my toes to open up for him, we both groaned pretty loudly as I sat down, sliding the entire length of that thick pole until he was firmly all the way in.
We sat still in that position for some seconds, letting my body adjust around his as it clenched and squeezed him. I lay back against his chest and lifted my mouth around to his. One hot quick kiss and he pushed me forward until elbows were leaning on our little table. He began pushing my hips back and forth in a smooth rhythm in time to the music. Feeling that cock moving and rubbing back and forth inside me, I ground my drenched pussy harder onto his lap. The hubs was leaned back, turned toward us with his hand locked around his very swollen cock. I could see his wet pulsing head as it pushed up and down in his hand, peaking out at each downstroke. Seeing me watching, he ran a finger over the glistening bulb, then leaned closer and rubbed it all over my bottom lip.
Sitting forward with his hands back on my ass, Chase started lifting me up and down his shaft, faster and faster, forcing me to rely on his arms. That thick cock now slamming up and down as I stared at the stage was the hottest fuck I could ever imagine. Riding his lap, it was startling to feel his still jean clad legs under all my bare body but that just drove me closer to the edge. All the sensations, excitement, nerves and shock at being full on fucked by a stranger in public sent me into hard spasms that arched my back, my head landing hard against his shoulder. Pussy juices flowed down, soaking him as he swelled bigger… harder. He locked an arm around my waist as he pushed my body down and his hips slammed up into mine. Feeling the hot spurt of his cum drove me further into one of the longest orgasms I’ve ever experienced. It seemed a lifetime before the intensity began to fade away. Panting, breasts heaving, I melted into him as his head fell forward against the side of mine.
After who knows how long, I suddenly sat up a little and looked toward my husband. Probably looking a bit red faced and worried, I searched his eyes. His jeans all zipped and buckled with drink in hand, clearly watching his own little floor show. Smiling, he reached for my hand and turned it over and kissed my palm. “We’ve only made it through maybe two songs, and I’ve already waived the waitress away a few times. How about we move this date back to the hotel, if you two think you can make it, cause the next orgasms is mine and I don’t care which one gives it to me….”
We decided to meet up at a popular local jazz club located in the basement of a building downtown, right off the main square. Always a great time, but for tonight, the big attraction was the dark moody interior with tables hidden away in the music filled corners of the large room. Juices slid down my inner thigh at the thought of both Chad’s and my husbands fingers wandering up each leg to my hot center.
We arrived first and immediately zeroed in on a nice covered table back in a very dark corner to the left of the low stage. A jazz quartet was lazily setting up, ribald jokes flying back and forth much to the delight of the quickly fillings room. I was a bit nervous all over again so we got drinks on order real quick. I decided I could probably indulge in voyeurism…. as long as nobody could actually see ME. I realize that’s not necessarily how that works but hey, it as long as that’s what’s happening in my mind….. My husbands likes to push our boundaries just a wee bit, so this evening’s Round Two was likely to push my limits.
Chase arrived hot on the heels of the first round of drinks, sliding in on my left. A long opulent red velvet covered couch ran the length of the wall with small tables every few feet. We all three sat side by side along the couch for a great view of the band. Chase was very cool, not immediately latching onto me and making me nervous all over again. Which made me feel a bit silly, considering where his fingers had been just a few hours earlier. We had our first drink and easy, laughter filed conversation for several minutes.
The bar began to fill, the buzz of low conversations around the room and clink of glasses adding to the vibe in the low light. As people moved in to the right of us, we all three scooted closer together. My body covered with hard male bodies on both sides from shoulder to ankle. Almost simultaneously, each slid a hand onto my thighs. Nerves slowly melted, giving way to tingles of excitement. I slide both my hands into each lap, two hard cocks greeting my wandering fingers. My pussy clenched immediately in need. My husband’s hand slid up and through my juices, and then pulled out and up to his mouth. Giving me a sexy smile, he stuck a wet finger in his mouth and sucked it all up. Chase laughed and immediately followed suit. This turned me on beyond belief.
Thighs once again sliding open and my body further down on the couch, I squeezed both dicks, massaging up and down. Chase groaned low and turned into me to give me a long delicious kiss. Tongues tangling, I almost missed my husband sliding his fingers back up my thigh but the minute he touched my clit I was immediately on point and paying attention to detail! Chase’s tongue dipped in and around, licking and suckling my hungry tongue. I squirmed against that teasing hand, trying to push it up and inside.
Drum beat began to filled the air and for a second I truly thought it was the thudding of my heart. I had no idea what the people next to us were doing or whether or not they were even noticing what was going on in front of them. We didn’t even pretend to listen to the band. Already horny as Hell from our happy hour, it wasn’t taking much to put us right where we left off.
Turning my head back to my husband, his mouth immediately sought mine. Chase’s hand slid under my top and straight to my bare nipple. Rubbing lightly for a moment than a sharp pinch before soothing the sting with his fingers. Spasms were beginning to lightly flit up and down inside. Hands fumbled to unbutton, unbuckle and free both straining cocks. All I could think was to get at least one inside of me. The now loud music covering any noise we made in our hot little corner. Chase hooked my thigh over his and somehow scooted over under me, leaving me suddenly sitting in his lap, facing the crowded room. My husband laughed and nodded at his questioning look. Clearly he knew where this was heading. He even reached under the table and grabbed the bottom of my skirt and began pushing it up my hips to my waist for Chase.
Completely naked from belly button to high heels…. the slightly rough table cloth barely d****d over my lap. Chase’s long pulsing cock was now hard against my ass and we both immediately began rubbing against each other. Now my husband’s hand was up under my top playing my rock hard nipples and leaving me flushed and shaking. Sliding his hands under my ass and lifting my body, Chase slid down a bit and the swollen head of his cock suddenly pushed against my aching pussy. Standing up just enough on my toes to open up for him, we both groaned pretty loudly as I sat down, sliding the entire length of that thick pole until he was firmly all the way in.
We sat still in that position for some seconds, letting my body adjust around his as it clenched and squeezed him. I lay back against his chest and lifted my mouth around to his. One hot quick kiss and he pushed me forward until elbows were leaning on our little table. He began pushing my hips back and forth in a smooth rhythm in time to the music. Feeling that cock moving and rubbing back and forth inside me, I ground my drenched pussy harder onto his lap. The hubs was leaned back, turned toward us with his hand locked around his very swollen cock. I could see his wet pulsing head as it pushed up and down in his hand, peaking out at each downstroke. Seeing me watching, he ran a finger over the glistening bulb, then leaned closer and rubbed it all over my bottom lip.
Sitting forward with his hands back on my ass, Chase started lifting me up and down his shaft, faster and faster, forcing me to rely on his arms. That thick cock now slamming up and down as I stared at the stage was the hottest fuck I could ever imagine. Riding his lap, it was startling to feel his still jean clad legs under all my bare body but that just drove me closer to the edge. All the sensations, excitement, nerves and shock at being full on fucked by a stranger in public sent me into hard spasms that arched my back, my head landing hard against his shoulder. Pussy juices flowed down, soaking him as he swelled bigger… harder. He locked an arm around my waist as he pushed my body down and his hips slammed up into mine. Feeling the hot spurt of his cum drove me further into one of the longest orgasms I’ve ever experienced. It seemed a lifetime before the intensity began to fade away. Panting, breasts heaving, I melted into him as his head fell forward against the side of mine.
After who knows how long, I suddenly sat up a little and looked toward my husband. Probably looking a bit red faced and worried, I searched his eyes. His jeans all zipped and buckled with drink in hand, clearly watching his own little floor show. Smiling, he reached for my hand and turned it over and kissed my palm. “We’ve only made it through maybe two songs, and I’ve already waived the waitress away a few times. How about we move this date back to the hotel, if you two think you can make it, cause the next orgasms is mine and I don’t care which one gives it to me….”
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