0 comments/ 52860 views/ 7 favorites A Night Out On The Town By: AngelEyes88 One Saturday evening a couple of months ago, my husband arrived home from work just shortly after I had returned from running my usual weekend errands. I was looking in the freezer trying to decide what I could whip up quickly for dinner, when he walked up behind me, put his arms around me, and said, “Don’t worry about supper. I’m taking you out tonight.” I spun around and looked at him with astonishment, for one, because he rarely wants to go out on a day he’s worked without kicking back for at least a little while, and two, he’s never been very big on going out-to-eat. I questioned him on these two points, and he assured me that he was fine, and that he had planned a wonderful evening for us. He also said that if I was a “good little girl”, that I would be treated to a surprise he had arranged. I could tell by the glint in his eye (and by the way he lightly pinched my nipple through my blouse) that his “surprise” was obviously sexual in nature. I smiled and kissed him, and was off to get ready. I took my time in the shower, making sure I was thoroughly clean and shaven in “all the right spots”. Once I finished, I went into the bedroom to apply my makeup and fix my hair so that my husband could get showered and shaved as well. I had to take great care in selecting my attire for the evening – it had to be suitable enough for the nice restaurant we were going to, but sexy enough for where I hoped he would take me later. I had a strong suspicion that it would either be a swinger’s club near our town that we had often talked of attending but had not as of yet, or a near by gentlemen’s club that we had visited on a few occasions, as it is actually quite a classy place, the women there are very beautiful, and they are not opposed to couples coming in, or to giving lap dances to women. I found myself wanting to rush through dinner in anticipation of the latter part of the evening. I could feel myself getting damp just imagining the possibilities. Of course, the number of margaritas I’d had mixed with not eating a full meal because of my excitement didn’t help matters any. When we left the parking lot of the restaurant, my husband turned down a road I was not accustomed to taking, and being buzzed on top of it did not help make the direction we were going any clearer. After several turns and about 30 minutes, we were finally back into what I considered familiar territory, and I now knew where we would be going this evening – it was the gentlemen’s club we like so much. I was very glad to see this, for one, because we had not been in about two months, and I was beginning to have “withdrawals”, and two, because during our last few visits there was one particular dancer who we had become quite friendly with, and I was eager to see her again. Her name is Kerri. She wasn’t what some would call “picture perfect”, but I thought she was divine – not too big, but not bony either – she had just enough padding in just the right places. And beautiful breasts – soft and supple, but not saggy, and definitely not fake. And boy could she dance. Every time we left there after receiving a dance from her my panties would be soaked through. During the last couple of trips she and I “coincidentally” met in the ladies room and managed to get in some very hot kissing and fondling before someone would walk in. Up until then, I had never come even remotely close to being with a woman sexually, but had fantasized about it often. Therefore, these liaisons that occurred were like a dream come true. Well, almost anyway. Things had never gone beyond the encounters at the club. But on this night I discovered that all of that was about to change. When we walked into the club and approached the door man, I got another of many surprises of the evening. My husband handed him $40, and asked that we be seated in the upstairs VIP section, which allowed patrons much more privacy than that of the general seating area downstairs. That much I saw and heard. My husband had said something else to him, but between the loud music and him speaking softly, I was not able to determine what was said. We were led upstairs by our waitress so quickly that I did not have the opportunity to scan the club to see if I could spot Kerri. When we got upstairs we were then seated at a table so far back that I could not see into the downstairs area, an issue which I quietly protested to my husband. Leaning close to me, he gently held my face in his hands and whispered, “It will all work out in the end. Trust me.” He then gave me one of the most passionate kisses we had ever shared. It left me so wobbly that I had no strength to argue with him. Just as soon as we sat down, another waitress arrived with our usual drinks, along with an ice-filled champagne bucket which contained three more of my bottled beverages. I asked my husband “What about your drink?”. He said that he was driving tonight, and after the couple he had at dinner, this would be his last one. I still wondered why I had been brought the extras, but I soon found out it was to allow for minimal interruptions. As I looked around the room (I was curious as we had never been up there before), I realized we were the only ones there, which I found strange for being so late on a Saturday night (it was almost 11:30 by now). But before I got the chance to bring this point up, my husband excused himself to the restroom. When he returned, he was not alone – Kerri was right behind him! I allowed a huge grin to come across my face, and immediately felt myself become damp once again. She looked so beautiful. She was wearing a black satin corset, a black leather mini-skirt, and over-the-knee black leather boots with high heels. She hurried over and gave me a huge hug and planted a kiss on me. She sat down in the seat next to me and my husband sat across the table from us, and we began with the usual chit-chat and catching up since our last visit. I then asked her if she had been busy tonight, and she said very, but it didn’t matter because she was all mine for the rest of the night. I then realized what was going on – my husband had reserved the VIP section for us that night (which was later confirmed by him). This also explained why we arrived so late, because I’m sure such reservations were expensive enough for even the short period we would be there until closing. However, I was still slightly disappointed about the amount of time we had, and I brought this up to my husband when Kerri went downstairs to go on stage. Again he said, “It will all work out in the end. Trust me.” When Kerry came back upstairs, she promptly sat in my lap and planted a deep, wet kiss on me. She then began to gently massage my breast through my blouse, and I reached around and unhooked her corset. She pulled back in feigned protest, and I said, “Well, you didn’t plan on dancing for me with this on, did you? I just though I’d help you out a little.” She then began the most sultry dance she had ever done for me. I soon found myself extremely glad I had decided on the lace-top thigh-high black stockings and matching black lace thong. As she moved her head between my legs, instead of her usual brief “nose-nudging”, I distinctly felt her tongue gently caress my clit through my panties. I truly thought I would explode right then and there. But before I did, she moved back up on me so that her left breast was right in front of my face. With my hands on her hips, I instinctively took her nipple into my mouth and began sucking and gently nibbling. After a brief period of this she moved again, kneeling on the arm rests of my chair, so that now it was her pussy that was right in front of my face. She teasingly rubbed it through her thong for a few seconds, and then removed her hand and tilted her hips closer to me. I could immediately smell her sweetness through the thin material. It was incredible. I decided to return the favor she had bestowed upon me just a short time earlier. I wanted to do even more, but I was afraid that as soon as I did someone would walk upstairs. My husband must have read my mind, because he leaned over to us and said, “Don’t get in too big of a hurry. We have all night.” I wasn’t quite sure what he meant, as the club was to close in less than an hour, but since all of his “surprises” had worked out so well up to this point I decided not to question him. The remainder of the evening was spent with Kerri performing a few more dances, for both myself and my husband as well. Her dances for him, while not quite as sultry as mine, were still quite a bit hotter than usual. “Last call” came all too soon. Kerri kissed us both and excused herself to the dressing room. She told us that she’d send the waitress up to take care of our tab. When the lights came up at 2:00 am, we were still waiting for our tab to be completed. Usually we would have been upset, but we agreed that this time it was probably a good thing. It allowed time for the rest of the patrons to leave the club without seeing the people who had prevented them from coming upstairs for the last couple of hours. We finally got finished up, went downstairs and waved goodnight to the wait-staff and door man, and walked out to the parking lot. As we rounded the corner of the building, I was both astonished and thrilled when I looked up and saw Kerri standing next to our car! I looked at my husband and he simply said, “See. I told you we had all night.” I squealed happily and grabbed him and kissed him, and then we hurried towards the car. Kerri and I climbed in the back seat and my husband in the driver’s seat, and we were off. Needless to say, Kerri and I were keeping ourselves occupied, so I paid no attention whatsoever to where my husband was driving us. After a little while, he cleared his throat and said, “We’re here,” as he turned into the parking lot of a nice hotel. I know knew why I was told to pack an overnight bag including some of our “toys”, and my husband had done the same. Kerri and I gathered ourselves as we pulled up to where our room was (apparently my husband had already checked us in before coming home from work). We had a room at the end on the first floor, and it was obvious that the one room next to us was vacant. I was glad to see this, because it meant that I would not have to be concerned with trying to be quiet, which I knew would be difficult considering what was about to take place. We all took our bags from the car and went into the room, hanging the “Do Not Disturb” sign before closing the door. I immediately excused myself to the restroom to freshen up, and changed into a sexy sheer black camisole with lace trim that matched my stockings and panties perfectly. Kerri went in after me, and came out in nothing but thigh-highs and a pair of red satin panties that tied on each side. My husband then followed suit, and emerged with only his briefs (and an obvious bulge) on. I looked at him, grinning mischievously, and said, “You didn’t think you were going to get any tonight, did you?” But my wink let him know I was only teasing, and he just smiled and winked back. I then put my hands on Kerri’s hips, and very gently pushed her back on the bed, passionately kissing the whole time. Once we were positioned at the head of the bed, I slowly started kissing my way down her body, paying close attention to her breasts. I then traced down the length of her belly with my tongue, and finally arrived at her pussy. I teased her briefly, licking very softly through her panties. What had begun as soft moaning from her, quickly became louder and more frequent. I couldn’t stand to tease her anymore, so I pulled at the strings on both sides of her panties and slid them out from under her. I immediately delved in to taste her sweetness, and she came almost immediately. She smelled and tasted so incredible that I didn’t want to stop, so I moved myself with the bucking of her hips and continued licking and sucking on her clit, all the while fingering her pussy until she came 3 more times, one after another. At this point I decided to give her a break, as I know from experience how draining a multiple orgasm can be. I took this chance to look over at my husband who was sitting in a chair at the edge of the bed watching us. He had removed his briefs, ,and was busy stroking his cock, which was hard as a rock, and had pre-cum oozing from the tip. I looked back and Kerri and saw that she had calmed down some, and then looked back to my husband and said, “Why don’t you come over here and let her suck that beautiful cock of yours while I eat her pussy, that way it will be nice and wet for you to fuck me with.” I immediately looked at Kerri to make sure she was okay with this, and the eager look in her eyes and sultry licking of her lips told us both she was. She repositioned herself, sitting up a bit more, my husband knelt beside her and she immediately took his entire cock into her mouth, causing a deep moan to come from deep within him. I first thought I’d feel jealousy seeing another woman suck my husband’s cock, but I was actually more turned on than ever. I was so wet, I could feel my panties were soaked completely through. But at the same time, I KNEW I would not be able to handle things going any farther between the two of them, at least not that night. I had noted this fact to my husband before when we had discussed our fantasies, and knew he would respect my wishes. As she worked her mouth up and down his cock, he played with her nipples. I slid off the bed and went over to my bag. I pulled out a small thin anal toy, a medium sized dildo, and a bottle of lube. She took a second to look up and see what I had, and a huge smile spread across her face. She continued on with my husband’s cock as I lubed up the toys, and repositioned myself back in front of her pussy. I set the toys aside for a minute and went back to licking her clit and fingering her pussy to make sure she was good and wet. I picked up the dildo first, and held it against the opening of her pussy. I teased her at first, just barely pushing it inside her opening and then pulling it out again. I guess she could not stand anymore of this, because she suddenly thrust her hips up, causing the toy to go deep inside of her. I took her cue, now pulling it out and then thrusting it back in all the way to the base, slowly at first, but then faster and faster, keeping pace wither her breathing and moans. I then picked up the anal toy and slowly began pushing it into her ass, keeping in rhythm with the toy in her pussy. Once both were going in and out smoothly, I stated licking her clit again. It took only a few seconds of this to send her over the edge. My husband used her break from his cock for her own orgasm to take a break of his own. While I was letting her catch her breath, he moved in behind me. I was so wet that he was able to move all the way inside me on the first thrust. While I really wanted him to fuck me hard, he was moving slowly in and out of my pussy so as not to cum too soon. By now, Kerri had caught her breath, and she turned around and slid underneath me so that her pussy was now under my face, and my pussy was over her face. She slightly propped herself up on her elbows and began licking my clit while my husband fucked me, occasionally leaving my clit to gently lick my husband’s balls. This nearly sent him over the edge, and he had to pull out and stop for a minute, but that didn’t mean that Kerri was going to stop with me. She greedily sucked on and licked my clit while my husband played with my nipples. I came within a few seconds, so hard that my knees nearly gave out. Once I had stopped shaking, my husband re-entered my soaked pussy. After just a few strokes, he pulled out and immediately pushed his cock against my ass. Surprisingly to both of us, he was able to enter quite easily. While it did hurt a little when he pushed all the way in the first time, it was definitely more pleasure than pain. He was soon able to pick up the pace a bit, getting himself into a steady rhythm. Kerri followed his lead and entered 2 fingers into my pussy matching his pace, ,and began licking my clit again. I then lowered my face to her pussy, and before long, we were all on the verge of climaxing. Kerri came first, and I licked her clean. She then became more furried with her tongue and fingers, and my husband matched her quick pace, sending he and I into roaring orgasms at the same time. Instead of moving, Kerri stayed where she was, and when he pulled out, she licked up his and my cum that was now trickling down the inside of my thighs. We untangled ourselves and took turns showering off, first my husband, then Kerri, and then myself. Shortly after I emerged, I heard a car honk right outside our room. Kerri said, “Well, I guess that’s my roommate. I called her while you were in the shower and said I was ready for her to pick me up. I had discussed it with her after your husband made these arrangements, and she agreed to come get me.” I told her I had an incredible time, and she echoed my sentiments. She also told us not to wait so long before coming into the club again, and we promised we wouldn’t. She kissed us both goodnight and left. My husband and I decided it was definitely time to get some shut-eye, as it was now 4:30 am. We climbed into bed, with him spooned behind me, and he assured me that we would be able to get a decent amount of sleep, as he had already asked that our check-out time be extended to 2:00 pm instead of the usual 12:00 pm. We whispered “I love you” to each other, and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. It was the most erotic evening I have ever experienced (so far anyway!). A Night Out on the Town My husband and I bought a house in downtown Huntington, WV close to the Marshall University campus. He renovated it and converted it into three apartments that we rented out to college students. One of our tenants had graduated the previous semester and we had yet to post the apartment. Therefore, I would use it on occasion whenever I would spend a long evening in the library following my night class. Or, whenever I would go out with some friends after class and was in no shape to drive home. Last Thursday night was a perfect example. I had been pouring over journals in the Drinko Library when my friend Lori called my cell. She had just got out of her night class and wanted to do something. I told her that I needed to finish up a few things, but that I would meet her at ICON in about an hour. With finals approaching, not to mention being a full-time wife and mother, a part-time student, and a substitute teacher life was beginning to get frustrating. I could use a good night out, I thought. So, I called my husband and told him that I would be staying at the apartment. I told him that I loved him, and then said good night. When I arrived at ICON, I was not surprised to find that Lori had already made two friends. She is twenty-six, twelve years younger than me, about 5'2" and 135 lbs, straight auburn shoulder length hair, a very pretty face, a lot of personality, and she usually wears low cut tops that really show off her large round breasts. As I made my way to their table, I could tell both young men were checking me out. It felt good, a little odd; maybe even a little exciting having guys so much younger find me attractive. Although, I'm 38 years old, I still find myself getting shy around new people. I mean, I still don't look my age by any means. Being petite and weighing a little over 100 lbs. with long brown hair. Most people still think I'm in my mid to late twenties. As I arrived at the table, the young man on the left stood up and introduced himself as Rick. He was tall, good looking, maybe 6'2" and in very good shape. He wore blue jeans and an off-white t-shirt with some hunting logo on his chest. He had short dark hair, a dark complexion, and brown eyes. Lori then leaned forward and said, nearly yelling over the music, "This is Chris. We met in class a couple weeks ago." I extended my hand and Chris rose slightly and took it, he shook it and said, "You must be Ellen. Lori has told us all about you." I just smiled and looked toward Lori, who was very focused on her friend. I looked back at Rick as he pulled a chair out from the table for me to sit. I sat in the chair beside Rick and gazed around the bar. It was full of college students blowing off steam after a long week of winter classes. Rick leaned over to me and said, "Can I ask you a question?" "Sure." "Lori told me that you are married." "Yes" taking annoyed glance in Lori's direction, wondering what else Lori had told him about me. "But, you go out and your husband, he doesn't mind?" "That's right." "Ok." He gave me a curious look, and then leaned over and said, "I'll be honest, if I had a wife that looked as good as you, I would never let her go out in a college town." I felt the blood rushing to my face as I thanked him for his compliment. A waitress came by and took our drink order. He ordered a Budweiser for himself and a Lynchburg Lemonade for me. Apparently, Lori did tell him a lot about me, I thought to myself. Rick and I continued to talk over the loud music. I found out that he was originally from somewhere outside of Pittsburg, PA, that he was the oldest of three boys, and that he had played football for Marshall for two years before he tore his MCL or something. We talked and got to know each other a little better. A couple more drinks and I was starting to loosen up. He asked me to dance, and held out his hand. I took it and he led me to the dance floor. The music was loud and powerful and my body moved sensuously in time to the beat. From the corner of my eye I noticed that Lori was really into Chris, she had moved onto his lap, she would laugh and throw her head back flipping her hair, and move in to give him kisses. I grinned to myself and turned my attention back to Rick. Moving in time to the music my body pressed against his. The music pulsed in my veins as I ran my hands over his firm arms and shoulders. I felt his hands explore my back as he pulled my body tightly against his. I put my arms around his shoulders and rested my head on his muscular chest. The first song ended and second began. We continued to sway to the music, pressing our bodies tightly together. I then pulled my head off his chest, moved my right arm up behind his head and pulled his head down to mine. Our lips met. His breath was hot in my mouth. His tongue parted my lips. As my body moved against his, our lips locked passionately, our tongues playfully darting against the other, I felt a bulge forming in his pants. Instinctively I moved my body, rubbing against it, feeling it grow. A tap on my shoulder, our kiss released, I turned to see Lori's coy smile, as she said that she and Chris were leaving and asked if I would be alright. I smiled and said, "I'll be fine. Have fun." "Oh, we will, you too." Lori responded with a wink and a mischievous grin. She turned and walked away hand in hand with Chris. Looking back she gave me a wave as she walked out the door. Then I turned back to Rick. We danced for a bit more. With my back to him I wriggled my ass suggestively against his crotch. Rick's hands were on my hips, pulling me tighter against him. I spun round and kissed him again. As my tongue explored his mouth I let my hands drop to his muscular chest. I began rubbing his chest, feeling muscles flex between my fingers, marveling at his physical prowess and imagining what more my young friend had to offer. His left hand continued to rub my back slowly as his right found my ass. His strong grasp sent chills throughout my body, increasing my already growing wetness. As the song ended, we parted; I smiled at him looking into his gorgeous brown eyes. A new song had begun with a fast tempo and thunderous beat. The dance floor quickly filled with several people, the air was hot from their bodies and smelled like a mixture of sweat, alcohol, and perfume. As Rick gave my ass a little squeeze we made our way off the dance floor and back to our table. I sat down and he sat facing me. As we finished our drinks; Rick rested his hand on my leg. He began softly massaging my leg, gradually inching his way up my thigh. Growing anticipation crept over me, my wetness continued to grow. I then leaned forward, gave him another kiss and placed my hand on his crotch. I rubbed it under my palm and fingers feeling its size. He jerked slightly, but his cock responded, growing beneath my fingers. I then leaned to his ear and said, "I want this inside me!" giving it a slight squeeze to make my point clear. He nodded, we gathered our things, and we were soon making our way to the door. Once outside, Rick said that he had a car parked on 3rd Avenue. I informed him that I had an apartment just a couple of blocks up 8th Street. "Fine," he replied, "your place it is." We took the short walk, hand in hand. Small talk was a thing of the past as we hurried our pace. As we approached the house, I stopped at the foot of the porch steps. I took one step up, turned, and gave Rick another passionate kiss, at his own height, my hands behind his head, his hands grasping my ass. As we continued our passionate embrace, his right moved up my back and around my body, his firm hand grazed the side of my breast. I let his hand settle in as he gradually began massaging my chest. My pussy was hot with anticipation; I could feel the moisture in my jeans. A car drove down 7th Avenue, its lights flashed upon us, however, we did not move. The car turned at the corner and disappeared down the street. I slowly pulled back, taking Rick's hand I backed up the steps guiding him up onto the porch. The light was out and the house cast a shadow over the entrance way, I kissed him again. My hand ran down his chest, across his well muscled abdomen, and again into his crotch. I was not surprised to find him already hard. "I can't wait." I whispered hoarsely as my hands tugged at his jeans. "I want you now!" Suddenly Rick's hands were all over me. He tugged at my top, pulling it up over my breasts. My bra was quickly pushed aside and I felt his hot tongue flick over my nipples. I had to stop myself from crying out, as he began sucking them warmly into his mouth. Although, the thought of somebody watching has always excited me, I didn't want any of the neighbors, or our tenants, looking outside to investigate any strange noises. I pushed him back against the front door, and took a deep breath. I reached down and unfastened his pants. I released his cock from its confinement. "I want it now," I demanded I was so turned on. I knelt down in front of him, my back to the street. I opened my mouth and took him in between my lips. His cock was nice, just right, nearly 7 inches long, not too thick, with a strong flavor of salty pre-cum. I sucked hard, my lips sliding up and down his shaft, my hands stroking him rapidly. Occasionally, I would look up at Rick as his hands gently ran through my hair. Our eyes would meet and I could see the pleasure in his face. His head threw back, and he continued to moan. Cars periodically passed by on the street below. His moans gradually became stronger as I sucked harder, his hands grasping my hair tightly, and his hips starting to thrust. Finally, I was taking him full in, with my hand massaging his balls, rolling them between my fingers, squeezing them firmly. "Oh fuck, I can't hold on. Here it comes!" he groaned. His cock twitched violently sending a surge of hot sperm into my mouth. I swallowed reflexively as jet after jet of cum shot down my throat. "Oooooh... God... yes!!!" he exclaimed as he emptied himself. Finally his climax subsided. I sucked the last few drops from his rapidly diminishing cock. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand as I stood up, and adjusted my clothes. I smiled as Rick pulled up his pants, tucked himself back inside and zipped his jeans. "Right," I said with a hungry smile on my face, "shall we go upstairs now?" Dumbstruck, all Rick could do was nod. :) I fumbled through my purse looking for the keys, my hands still trembling. I found the key, inserted it into the lock, turned the knob, and pushed open the door. I walked up the stairs, Rick following behind. The apartment was basically bare, except for a couch and chair, an older floor model television, some kitchen appliances, a bed, and a dresser with a few of my things in there for my occasional overnights. Our former renter had even left a few of her posters on the wall. As we entered the apartment, I turned and saw Rick giving the place the once over. I let him look, and then said, "The room I think you are looking for is right through that door." I said with a smile. He walked forward through the door into the bedroom, "Exactly," he said in a hushed tone. He turned on the light, and walked toward the bed. He sat down on the edge, as I watched him from the doorway. He looked at me like a hopeful puppy wanting to play. I walked slowly toward the bed and he rose up to meet me. I stopped, put one finger in the air, and he submissively sat back down. As I walked, I kicked off my shoes and unfastened my pants, letting my hands linger over the button, and then slowly pulling my zipper down. Rick's eyes were transfixed. I put my thumbs inside of my loosened waistline and slowly pushed the pants down over my hips. Bending over I pushed the pants past my knees and slowly stepped out of them. I stood back up and again looked at Rick. He seemed absorbed in the moment. I smiled, and crossed my arms at my waist and pinched the hem of my top lifting it seductively up and over my torso, past my breasts, and over my head. I then tossed it to the floor. Clad in only my black Victoria's Secret bra and panties, wet with anticipation, I stood in front of Rick. "Beautiful," he said as he stood from the bed. "You are beautiful." "Thank you," I sighed as he approached. He took me in his strong arms, his hands against the bare flesh of my back was almost too much. With a single sweep, his fingers unfastened my bra, allowing it to fall loose. He kissed me, his tongue again slipping past my lips. He turned me around and gently lowered me to the bed. He stood in front of me and now it was his turn to teasingly undressed. I watched intently as he slipped out of his clothes. Wearing only his boxers, the silence was broken when he said, "I think I owe you something now." "Y-Yes, Yes," I stammered, returning to the moment. I slipped off my drenched panties as Rick lay down on the bed. He laid back, his head on the pillow; I climbed on top of him and slowly lowered myself on to his face. "Oooooh!" I cried as his tongue flicked over my tender clit. His tongue softly licked and probed my pussy, sending chills throughout my entire body. I reached behind, leaned back slightly, and touched his gradually inflating cock with my hand. Wrapping my fingers around his shaft, I felt it thicken to my touch. His tongue continued to lap at my clit with great expertise. He would suck it into his mouth, roll it around his tongue, then release and continue the flicking motion. Rick's tongue darted inside me and then his mouth fastened itself onto my clit once more. His hands reached up for my tits and began to squeeze them as his tongue flicked over my clit, sending bolts of pleasure throughout my body. I ground myself harder against his face as he pressed my tits together and began to roll my nipples between his thumb and fingers. I could feel my pussy begin to contract. I surrendered myself to the sensations down below. I came violently. The sensations in my womb were so intense they were almost painful. "Aaahh,,, yesssss!" I cried out as his tongue still flicked lightly against my clit. "Fuck!" I pushed myself harder against his mouth, feeling my own warm cum flowing into his mouth. "Yesss! Yesss! Yesss!" Each lash of his tongue sent another shudder of pleasure through me. My pussy was on fire and I simply had to have his cock inside of me. "I want you now! Fuck me now!" I demanded. Unable to take any more, I began to move down his body. His chest was smooth, muscular, and slick with sweat. Each breath made his chest rise quickly with anticipation. I reached back between my legs and grasped his cock, positioning it where I could engulf it within me. I pushed my hips back and felt it easily slide, inch by delicious inch, into my hot cunt. I leaned forward, giving Rick a perfect view of his cock being devoured by my hungry pussy. I rocked back and forward, sliding up and down the length of his shaft. As I did, I felt his fingers tracing around the point where our bodies became one. He ran his fingers softly through my neatly trimmed pubic hairs, before reaching around and grasping firmly to my ass. I became aware of a pressure against my other entrance. I pushed my hips back on the way to engulf his cock once more when I felt his finger press slowly into the confines of my ass. Penetrating me there as his cock penetrated my pussy. I moved slowly, savoring the strange feeling of having both holes filled at the same time. This was not something that I was used to, but the lust in me wanted more. "Oooooh!" I cried out again, my tight rear hole stretched to accommodate his plunging finger. In and out his finger thrust as I slipped up and down on his cock. "God, Yesss..." I squealed. "Aaahh... God!" Rick sighed. My pace quickened, now lowering myself down until his cock was buried inside of me. His cock felt huge inside the limits of my womb as I again slid along its length. "Fuck Ellen! That feels so good," Rick moaned. I smiled to myself and began to move my hips even faster. Up and down, back and forward. Supporting my body with my hands pressed against Rick's muscular chest. The feelings were so intense; I was cumming in no time. "Oh yes! Oh yess!" I cried as the first wave of orgasmic bliss broke over me. Rick's breathing was also getting labored. The contractions of my orgasm were proving too much for him. "Christ, Ellen, I can't hold on," he groaned. "Fuck!" I screamed in total and complete pleasure. Gasping for air, as another wave of ecstasy overtook me. Lost, within my own orgasmic world, I replied, in the heat of the moment, "Do it! Give me your cum. Fuck me baby!!! Cum inside my pussy!!!" He withdrew his finger from my ass, clutched the cheeks of my ass firmly, and began thrusting his cock deeper inside of me, an untamed rhythm. With a groan and a shudder Rick came. "Aaahhhh." I groaned. As his cock sent out its load of hot sperm deep inside of me as I too covered him with my own gushing juices. I continued to ride Rick's deflating cock until I finally collapsed onto his chest, breathing hard, as we both tried to catch our breath. We lay there for a while, recovering, unable to move. Finally, I got up and made my way to the bathroom for a quick shower. The water pulsated against my weary body, but my mind continued to race. I knew Rick would probably tell Chris, and Chris would tell Lori. But I didn't care. I had just had an amazing sexual encounter and I didn't care who knew. Plus, I was sure that it would happen again. I had been with a couple of other guys during my time in graduate school, but none compared to Rick. Returning to the bedroom, wrapped only in a towel, Rick was still laying on the bed. The room still smelled of sex. I smiled at Rick as I walked past the bed toward the dresser. He sat up slowly and turned his body toward the edge of the bed. He stood, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him stagger slightly as he made his way toward me. I laughed to myself. Moving in behind me, he wrapped his arms around my waist. "That was incredible." He said. "Yeah, it was," I responded, leaning my body back against his. "Do you think we can get together again?" He asked. "Definitely!" I sighed as I turned and gave him another kiss. But that will be a story for another time.