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Our New Adventures? 4
(the bar fantasy and a plan)
We had a fantastic weekend, I was working until 10:30 the Friday night but, was full of life when I finally arrived home. The previous week, (when I was home at least) was so sexually charged and full of fun at every opportunity. The weekend continued in a similar fashion. Not that every sexual encounter between us had followed the same theme, of her and her imagined, Irish lover. In fact, we may have to concede that having not seen him for over a month, he may not be contracted to her building any more, and she is not in a position to make discrete enquires. Friday night however, did have a seriously long session into the early hours where initially it was her with him having a steamy after hours “play” in her office. This fantasy morphed into her at a crowded bar waiting for me, we have one in mind but more on that latter, being chatted up by a couple of nice younger guys, eventually settling on the one she liked the most and her dancing with him whilst the friend got the drinks in.
I spent an hour laying alongside her biting, kissing, licking and sucking her pussy and thighs as she explained that because of my tardiness, I only had myself to blame for what was happening between them when I arrived. Panties were removed early during the proceedings as all three had sat on the high stools at the tables in the bar’s courtyard garden, and both of her young men’s wondering fingers had found that soft warm, wetness which that silk had guarded. Each had gallantly acted as a human shield to save her dignity, whilst the other had brought her to soft little orgasms under the cover of the table. She had of course kept me informed as much as possible by text, her last before my arrival would have been along the lines of no need to hurry as she was being looked after nicely, and as it was busy that I ought to get a drink at the bar before I tried to find her in the crush.
I asked her what scene would I be greeted with once I spotted her. She said that the lighting is very discreet but I would be able to make out that she is standing next to one of the guys, who is seated, the second is standing very close to her, both facing away from me, her towards me. She spots me, smiles but, motions me to keep my distance for a while. My view is lost momentarily and when I spot her again she is in a deep passionate kiss with the seated dark-haired guy, who she has called Harry, the standing blond guy has casually flared his jacket obscuring much of my view.
“can you guess what I was doing?” she asked “don’t stop ...” she instructed me with some urgency as she pushed my mouth back on to her hungry cunt, before continuing.
“did you realise that you can’t see my hands, do you know what I can be doing? Out of sight as I swap from first kissing one of them and then the other?”, in reality one hand was on the back of my head, quite roughly causing me to tongue fuck her very wet pussy, the other snaked down my body, reverse gripping my cock in a similar manner to the way she must have been holding the blonds cock inside his trousers in my imaginings. She started to give me a luscious “back-handed” wank, my bellend rubbing up her palm and onto the soft inside of her wrist.
“I can feel both of their cocks swelling in my hands, I can’t close my fingers round Harry’s, his cock is that fat, and even though he is seated and some of its length is lost to the folds of his clothes, I am able to see a good couple of inches of hard flesh protruding from my pumping fist, this is rewarded by my returning to kiss him again” she’s building to another orgasm and her hips begin to buck a little.
“Blondie forgets himself for a moment and not to be left out from my affections, he snuggles in to bite and kiss my neck even as I am sucking his friend’s tongue so their mouths are mere inches apart”, her orgasm is very close now, and I suddenly realise that I am about to lose any vestige of control over my own as I think of not only the vivid scene she is painting, but, also the hot jets of cum about she is about to shot into my very eager mouth. She continues, between quickening breaths.
“I open my eyes to look straight at you but, I don’t break either the gorgeous deep kiss I am receiving or the loose, open handed massages my drinking buddies’ stiff cocks are receiving. Seeing you there I notice what nobody else does, that hard bulge straining the material of your jeans! You seem as oblivious as the crowd around you, to the fact that you hand is deep in your pocket and you have been rubbing it, almost since the moment first you saw us! I tighten my grip, up both the pace and length of my strokes and I am almost immediately rewarded with quivering man flesh and two handfuls of hot, sticky fluid. Both my friends lean heavily into me and their collective moan can surely be heard by the whole bar as their cocks throb in unison! … drawing a few puzzled glances from those customers close by!”.
Her orgasm is almost there and my mouth starts to fill with her love juices, my own is building nicely as she exactly mirrors the motions she just described.
“In one movement I casually wipe my hands on the inside of their trousers and bellies of the shirts, leaving a long, wet snail-trail of spunk on their best clothes … their mess, their problem! And I effortlessly step from my three-way clinch towards you through the crowd. I take your face in both hands and plant a deep kiss on your bewildered, open mouth … you would be able to taste young Harry’s kiss, and smell their combined cum on my still sticky fingers”
At this point we both lose it, her back arches wildly and what seems like half a glass of her cum finds the back of my mouth in three or four long bursts. My own cum, even after ricocheting off her wrist and arm, reaches high up my belly and my climax carries on for perhaps 30 seconds or more with her expert assistance. As we both recover she props herself up on one elbow to survey her work and lazily trails a long, red finger nail through the white puddles on my belly.
“just like back at the bar” she says, pausing to take note of the questioning look on my face, “you simply have no self-control just lately, just a wet stain!”. We laugh and kiss at the same time before tumbling back together for another hard fuck.
She has read everything that I’ve written here, and my writings have had their first desired effect in explaining to her how I feel about the whole situation. I have also come to understand and admire her so much more for the sexual creature that she is. We are a rare couple in that even though we have been together for so long, things have not become stale between us. Her opening-up, inventing and sharing her fantasies with me has created a whole new world of sexual possibilities which I can’t wait to explore … to that end we’re putting on our best “bib’n’tucker” and heading into town to “Harry’s Bar” tonight, where I shall drop her off first whilst I find a place to park the motor, in our town who knows how long that could take me!
The end or the beginning?
(the bar fantasy and a plan)
We had a fantastic weekend, I was working until 10:30 the Friday night but, was full of life when I finally arrived home. The previous week, (when I was home at least) was so sexually charged and full of fun at every opportunity. The weekend continued in a similar fashion. Not that every sexual encounter between us had followed the same theme, of her and her imagined, Irish lover. In fact, we may have to concede that having not seen him for over a month, he may not be contracted to her building any more, and she is not in a position to make discrete enquires. Friday night however, did have a seriously long session into the early hours where initially it was her with him having a steamy after hours “play” in her office. This fantasy morphed into her at a crowded bar waiting for me, we have one in mind but more on that latter, being chatted up by a couple of nice younger guys, eventually settling on the one she liked the most and her dancing with him whilst the friend got the drinks in.
I spent an hour laying alongside her biting, kissing, licking and sucking her pussy and thighs as she explained that because of my tardiness, I only had myself to blame for what was happening between them when I arrived. Panties were removed early during the proceedings as all three had sat on the high stools at the tables in the bar’s courtyard garden, and both of her young men’s wondering fingers had found that soft warm, wetness which that silk had guarded. Each had gallantly acted as a human shield to save her dignity, whilst the other had brought her to soft little orgasms under the cover of the table. She had of course kept me informed as much as possible by text, her last before my arrival would have been along the lines of no need to hurry as she was being looked after nicely, and as it was busy that I ought to get a drink at the bar before I tried to find her in the crush.
I asked her what scene would I be greeted with once I spotted her. She said that the lighting is very discreet but I would be able to make out that she is standing next to one of the guys, who is seated, the second is standing very close to her, both facing away from me, her towards me. She spots me, smiles but, motions me to keep my distance for a while. My view is lost momentarily and when I spot her again she is in a deep passionate kiss with the seated dark-haired guy, who she has called Harry, the standing blond guy has casually flared his jacket obscuring much of my view.
“can you guess what I was doing?” she asked “don’t stop ...” she instructed me with some urgency as she pushed my mouth back on to her hungry cunt, before continuing.
“did you realise that you can’t see my hands, do you know what I can be doing? Out of sight as I swap from first kissing one of them and then the other?”, in reality one hand was on the back of my head, quite roughly causing me to tongue fuck her very wet pussy, the other snaked down my body, reverse gripping my cock in a similar manner to the way she must have been holding the blonds cock inside his trousers in my imaginings. She started to give me a luscious “back-handed” wank, my bellend rubbing up her palm and onto the soft inside of her wrist.
“I can feel both of their cocks swelling in my hands, I can’t close my fingers round Harry’s, his cock is that fat, and even though he is seated and some of its length is lost to the folds of his clothes, I am able to see a good couple of inches of hard flesh protruding from my pumping fist, this is rewarded by my returning to kiss him again” she’s building to another orgasm and her hips begin to buck a little.
“Blondie forgets himself for a moment and not to be left out from my affections, he snuggles in to bite and kiss my neck even as I am sucking his friend’s tongue so their mouths are mere inches apart”, her orgasm is very close now, and I suddenly realise that I am about to lose any vestige of control over my own as I think of not only the vivid scene she is painting, but, also the hot jets of cum about she is about to shot into my very eager mouth. She continues, between quickening breaths.
“I open my eyes to look straight at you but, I don’t break either the gorgeous deep kiss I am receiving or the loose, open handed massages my drinking buddies’ stiff cocks are receiving. Seeing you there I notice what nobody else does, that hard bulge straining the material of your jeans! You seem as oblivious as the crowd around you, to the fact that you hand is deep in your pocket and you have been rubbing it, almost since the moment first you saw us! I tighten my grip, up both the pace and length of my strokes and I am almost immediately rewarded with quivering man flesh and two handfuls of hot, sticky fluid. Both my friends lean heavily into me and their collective moan can surely be heard by the whole bar as their cocks throb in unison! … drawing a few puzzled glances from those customers close by!”.
Her orgasm is almost there and my mouth starts to fill with her love juices, my own is building nicely as she exactly mirrors the motions she just described.
“In one movement I casually wipe my hands on the inside of their trousers and bellies of the shirts, leaving a long, wet snail-trail of spunk on their best clothes … their mess, their problem! And I effortlessly step from my three-way clinch towards you through the crowd. I take your face in both hands and plant a deep kiss on your bewildered, open mouth … you would be able to taste young Harry’s kiss, and smell their combined cum on my still sticky fingers”
At this point we both lose it, her back arches wildly and what seems like half a glass of her cum finds the back of my mouth in three or four long bursts. My own cum, even after ricocheting off her wrist and arm, reaches high up my belly and my climax carries on for perhaps 30 seconds or more with her expert assistance. As we both recover she props herself up on one elbow to survey her work and lazily trails a long, red finger nail through the white puddles on my belly.
“just like back at the bar” she says, pausing to take note of the questioning look on my face, “you simply have no self-control just lately, just a wet stain!”. We laugh and kiss at the same time before tumbling back together for another hard fuck.
She has read everything that I’ve written here, and my writings have had their first desired effect in explaining to her how I feel about the whole situation. I have also come to understand and admire her so much more for the sexual creature that she is. We are a rare couple in that even though we have been together for so long, things have not become stale between us. Her opening-up, inventing and sharing her fantasies with me has created a whole new world of sexual possibilities which I can’t wait to explore … to that end we’re putting on our best “bib’n’tucker” and heading into town to “Harry’s Bar” tonight, where I shall drop her off first whilst I find a place to park the motor, in our town who knows how long that could take me!
The end or the beginning?
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