2 comments/ 8471 views/ 1 favorites Traveling By: wantmore2 She loved her new job, but sometimes the traveling was tiring and frustrating. Her midnight flight had been delayed by more than an hour. Luckily, she was sitting in the plush lounge of the special airline club with a drink in her hand. The meeting this afternoon had been a success, the stress melting away as she thought about it. She closed her eyes and began to relax. There were few people in the club so most of the staff had been sent home too. She went back to sipping her cocktail when someone caught her attention. The man had his back to her walking towards the bar area. His hair was a mix of snowy white and silver grey. He was tall and lean and walked with confidence. He soon disappeared behind the wall. She sighed as she thought of the man and her body began to speak to her. The only other negative of her job besides the traveling was that there was no time for dating. Not that she really enjoyed dating, but it was nice to feel the touch of a man versus a vibrator. Men now seemed a luxury to her. She took another sip of her drink and closed her eyes again. When she opened her eyes again, the mystery man was sitting in a chair across from her. She smiled at him as she took in his face. Definitely nice she thought. He was mature but he wore his age well, experience was a good thing, right? She suddenly remembered she was slouching and sat up in her chair and crossed her legs. It didn't escape her attention that he noticed her bare legs as they crossed and the hem of her dress rose a little higher. He smiled at her with drink in hand and motioned a cheers to her. She raised her glass to him in return and took her last sip. Her eyes went to her hands as she thought about this man. When she looked up again he wasn't in his seat. She was disappointed and tried to think of her meeting again to take her mind off of him. Suddenly, he was in front of her with two glasses of wine. He handed her one and asked permission to sit beside her. Oh, she thought, he is even better than imagined bringing her a drink and asking permission to sit. He smiled, "I thought at the end of a long day and week, you deserved a glass of wine". "Thanks," she replied. "You are right. A nice end to a very successful week." As they continued to talk side by side, she found herself leaning into him to get closer. As she changed positions in her chair her hand brushed his and sent electricity through her body. Oh this was good. She felt her desire and want for him escalate as he looked directly at her when she spoke. He moved every so slightly and gently touched her hand with one finger. The electricity surged again and he suddenly asked, "Did you feel that?" "Yes" was all she could manage to say. Not letting his touch leave her hand, he stood up. She responded by standing up with him. With their eyes talking, they walked down the hall to the restrooms. She moved her back against the wall as he took his free hand and touched her chin while looking into her eyes. He only had to wait a second to see the yes answer in her eyes and moved in to kiss her. At first the kiss was soft and tender under his warm lips, but soon his hunger was more aggressive while still gentle telling her he wanted her. The sound of a cart coming closer broke their kiss. She looked to where the sound was coming from and quickly thought of a solution. She grabbed his hand and led him to the ladies restroom. With an urgent desire and took her face in both hands and kissed her again. His lips were so inviting. There was nothing better than a man who could kiss. She put her hands on his lean chest and slid them down to his waist. His body was exactly as she thought. He moved from her mouth softly kissing down her neck. Her body ached with want. As he moved back to her lips, one hand moved from her face down her side and to her bottom where he held for a few seconds before moving to the back of her leg pulling it up to position himself between her legs. She moaned and he pulled her closer as she felt his hardness under his clothes. She moved to grind her body against his when in one swift motion he pulled up the skirt of her dress and sat her on the counter. He smiled when saw that she wore no underwear and he could smell her wet sweetness. His hand moved to the tops of her thighs staying there as he kissed her again. He slowly began to move his hand to the inside of her thigh softly caressing the length of her leg. Her legs instinctively spread as she revealed her completely shaved pussy. She placed her hands on his and moved them so that he could feel the smoothly shaved area. His eyes watching her every move now, she took her finger and put it inside of herself. She then moved her hand out of the way to make room for his. She moved her wet finger to face gliding the wetness over his lips. He looked into her eyes and licked his lips as he moved to kiss her. His fingers were now softly rubbing her clit making her groan with desire. He teased her inserting a finger inside and pulling it back out. He definitely knew was he was doing. She wanted him so bad she had to fight the urge to come. He soon realized this and whispered in her ear, "Don't fight it. I want you to feel good." "But I want more," she replied. "I promise to give you more." With that and two fingers now in her, the body began to shudder. Her back arched and her head went back as she came. It felt so good. She sat up straighter now with a smile on her face while she reminded him that he promised more. She reached for his pants. She couldn't wait to see and touch him and wasn't disappointed when a long hard cock was revealed. Long in this position was going to be good and she knew he would fulfill his promise. As she stroked his cock, his hands moved behind her. She guided him in slowly wanting to savor the feeling. They both moaned in ecstasy at the warmth of the hard cock inside her soft body. He moved slowly with long strokes proving once again he knew exactly what to do. He pulled her closer pushing himself in deeper. His strokes became shorter and faster as his breathing became heavier. He was moving closer to the spot inside her and the anticipation alone had her on the verge of coming again. She wrapped her legs around his backside pulling his closer as they both groaned when he reached the spot. She could feel him start to come and she let herself go to match his rhythm. He slowed to long smooth strokes again as they both were finished but still feeling the pleasure of him inside her. Hmmm........maybe traveling for work wasn't so bad after all. Traveling I will begin by offering a little bit about me: I'm thirty eight, married with two children or 11 and 9 and I have a full-time job which requires me to travel regularly to different accounts across the UK and Europe. My husband, Elliot, has a more flexible job and works from home a lot of the time which means he does 90% of the weekday childcare, namely the dropping off at school and running around afternoons and evenings. I have held my current job for three and a half years having been promoted from a more locally based role. It was a hard decision to take on this post as it changed how much I was involved in the family but since I am still around most weekends it's not too bad with Iain at home so much. Of course travelling is boring even before I went Europe-wide and can become really tedious especially as after a few months I visit the same people and the same towns so while it's different locations each week it's also very same especially staying in the same hotels most of the time. Now the new role at least meant I travelled to new places and for a while things were exciting because they were different but staying away almost every week quickly began to drag which of course is why I'm writing this. My first encounter happened six months into the new job when I visited Lille. I stayed near the city centre and having just had a very boring time in Brussels I was easily persuaded to go out for a drink and 'chat' with a couple of the clients the first evening of my two night stay. After a couple of drinks we ended up in this small upmarket nightclub drinking cocktails and having a pretty good time. I needed to keep reasonably sensible because I still had another day in the city but since the clients were with me I felt it would be ok to let my hair down a little. In the end one of them drifted home leaving me with a man called Hugo who was the purchasing director. He was around ten years older than me but very fit (he cycles in amateur events) and not unattractive. Since we were both married with children I felt comfortable with him that is until we began to dance and he came on to me. Now I can't lie here, my husband is lovely and attentive and loving and good in bed so there was nothing to justify why I let him kiss me, hold me close when we danced and when I felt his arousal I decided I wanted to have sex with him. Boredom maybe but whatever it was I kissed him aggressively and began to grind into him to which he responded in kind. Two slow dances later and we left for my hotel room and that was my final opportunity not to commit adultery but frankly I was simply too excited so once back at the room I threw myself at him dragging to the bed. I fumbled with his trousers almost as if I was scared he'd run away but of course he didn't and once I had his manhood out he lay back and let me suck him for all I was worth before removing my own clothes so we could have sex. That night changed my life. I wanted sex more than I'd ever done before and when I dragged him onto me I didn't even need him to play with me at all I was just so wet and excited. I didn't consider anything at all except getting pleasure from him so as he slid into me (I was still somewhat tight since I'd not had a lot of sex recently) and I felt his manhood pushing past the folds of my opening I remember letting out a huge groan and then after he'd worked in further I pulled hard on his arse so he went as deep as he could. We got into a swift rhythm and it was like I was eighteen again, I was so excited that I rushed to an orgasm which engulfed me and I was shuddering for an age which unfortunately brought my lover off quickly too. He gave an apologetic groan and flooded me with his semen a moment later which was a little disappointing because I was happily expecting to get to another climax in the immediate future. Hugo collapsed on me and muttered something in French which I didn't understand before rolling to one side. We lay for a few minutes then when I attempted to blow him he told me he needed to go back to his wife, which was a bit disappointing and just a little humiliating. However after he had a swift shower and dressed he came over and kissed me than asked if I was too disappointed with his performance I said no but needed more and he laughed then asked if I meant that and when I told him yes he offered to phone someone else who he knew would take 'very good care of me'! I told him thank you but no so, he then suggested if I was up to it perhaps I would like to spend time with him again tomorrow evening. I agreed to that then waited until he left before playing with myself; reaching another climax after barely ten minutes thanks to my hairbrush! I was a little embarrassed the next day in the meeting with him but he was very professional but also a little less resistant to my sales pitch so we agreed to an improved contract that not only gave me a boost in sales figures it was a year-long contract change so would continue to help me. Of course later that day we went for a quiet drink before he was back I my hotel room. Now I will also be honest here and admit I was so turned on all day that by this time I was like a dog on heat and when after another swift climax Hugo suggested he call for help I agreed. So that was how I met Gerome my first black lover. He arrived with a smile and a sexy kiss then as Hugo cleared out he removed his clothes and I got to see his thick dark cock for the first time: It was both longer and thicker than I'd had before probably around two inches longer than Elliot but it was the whole package that came with it that blew me away. Gerome was chiselled and just to die for so I melted in his arms. When he placed his cock against my folds I was suddenly afraid that he might hurt me but once he was past the first two inches I wanted his fat cock so much I climaxed before he was fully home. That climax surpassed anything I'd ever had before and when he went deeper still I was his. He pulled almost out then back in slowly which was torture so in the end I begged him to take me hard which he did with a laugh and the bed began to thump noisily as he really pounded me into the mattress. I could feel his girth stretching my vagina each thrust and I hit another orgasm long before he was even close which mean when he was ready to cum I was close to climax number four that evening and I hit it when I felt him jerking deep in me. I clung to him kissing and telling him how much I'd loved the sex to which he pulled free then with a grin told me the night was young! I was like a giggling schoolgirl again as we stopped for a beer break then went back to bed and had more very intense sex. He took me on all fours talking dirty to me mainly in French (which I didn't really understand but it sounded great!) and I came twice more before he let go again. Thankfully he left me quietly during the night as I would have been mortified if I'd woken next to him since I was now sober and regretting the past two days. What was worse was speaking to the children on the phone with Elliot telling my seven year old how poor mummy had to work last night so was probably still very tired, if only he knew. Actually once they were off the phone I cried a little but that helped as I realised it was just guilt not actually regret because being honest with myself I'd enjoyed the whole scene. So that was the beginning. The next encounter, around three weeks later was still by chance but if I'm honest I was thinking about sex before I'd even checked into to the hotel this time somewhat closer to home being in the North West of England (we live south). I went to a bar and got hit on by a guy who was attractive enough and while a little too anxious, floated my boat sufficiently so I dragged him to the hotel for sex. This was different as I was now no longer the innocent wife I'd been only a few weeks before because now I was happy to get my sexual gratification from a stranger with no qualms at all. He was a little small in the cock department but I was so turned on by then I didn't care so after a brief oral session I drew him onto me and we went at it like rabbits. I climaxed swiftly and was then rather surprised when the guy showed little sign of stopping and we continued for almost an hour his cock bringing me to several small climaxes until with his ejaculation I had a more major orgasm. It had been really good but nothing as significant as Gerome and if I'm truthful I knew that night I would be seeking larger men from then onward. With that night behind me I changed my view on my life and more significantly my sexual relationships. I still loved Elliot and wanted to make sure he wasn't given any cause to worry but I also knew I wanted much more sex and to be frank wanted it to be frequent and dirty. I set about planning how to achieve my ambitions and even went out and bought a short skirt and shear top which I wore out the next time I was overnight in Madrid and that resulted in another evening of sex but it wasn't that good being not only brief the man was soft most of the time so I wasn't even close. The next time was different. I was back in the UK and determined to find a big guy who would tick the boxes and this time I actually met a black man who was big all over as he stood over six, six and was quite a bit overweight but I guess his frame carried it better than some. Anyway I went to a club where I saw him and after glancing at him half a dozen times he came over and we chatted. Once we'd danced for about an hour and had a kiss or two I invited him back and that's when I got the shock of my life. Gerome was big, but this man was something else; so large I struggled to get his cockhead in my mouth when I sucked him. He also got really hard and as we got down to the act itself he really stretched me out like nothing else. That night I felt more alive as his wonderful cock forced it's way deeper and deeper inside my sensitive vagina I thought my head would blow the feelings were just so good. The increase in sensitivity as he drove in deeper right to my cervix was beyond anything that came before and it gave me not just a massive climax it made my vagina contract (or attempt to) on his cock so I really was milking him. He kept powering against my cervix which while a little discomforting I could feel it was slowly reducing and being replaced by something else and then with what felt like a small stab of pain he went further and I felt something deep within me being massaged and I understood that he was pushing through my cervix. I was in heaven after that as he slowly forced the cockhead through my inner opening and began to bottom out his simply huge cock. My next climax rippled against his love meat and I went from one orgasm to a second with barely a pause and that was just the start. He showed no signs of slowing and as I writhed under him he told me I was the first woman for several years who'd managed to take him totally. He then asked me if it was ok for him to 'cum in me or should he pull out? I'd more or less lost the power of speech at that moment but by wrapping my legs around him I made my wishes clear and with a loud roar he ejaculated inside me and I swear I felt his cum hit the walls of my womb. I was absolutely shattered so after he pulled out of me I fell asleep quickly so missed him leaving. I woke the next day in a lot of pain and after holding out for the morning was forced to see a doctor. He took one look at me then explained that my cervix wasn't meant to be opened like it had been and I was badly stretched. That was very embarrassing as I had to confess I'd had sex with someone other than my husband and got a lecture from the doctor about being careful. I recovered by the next day and Elliot didn't know anything had happened. We even made love the next night and he gave me a swift orgasm which not only pleased me (I was worried I might have lost my sensitivity) but actually made me feel even more willing to play away as he was very satisfied when we finished and I knew he'd not want sex again for a few days. So I fell into a pattern; I began to see Gerome regularly once every two months and we'd arrange to meet and go out before spending the nights together. The sex was great and as we grew more familiar with each other we began to experiment; I wore a dildo in me when we went out a few times and also dressed for sex several nights then went dancing. He even shared me a few times with a friend of his but those liaisons were always discrete although the sex itself was very physical and intense. Better still was Malcolm my very large black friend who became my lover spending several nights a week with me whenever I was in the north of the UK. The sex was unbelievably good and after that first time my cervix opened easily to his huge cock and the feeling of him against that opening was so intense I was on a sexual high every time. I loved it when he shot inside me because after that first time he would always say something nasty; 'I'm about to seed your womb' was a favourite but other ones such as 'here's my baby juice' and 'milk my baby batter' were just as nasty and therefore hot. Of course all things come to an end and it was Gerome first who called time on our arrangement mainly because he knew it was just sex but I think he wanted more. Elliot was suffering a little as well because I was very loose thanks to Malcolm and although I insisted we have sex every week I knew he was beginning to find it less stimulating. I had a difficult choice then as I love Elliot but knew while he wasn't suspicious (at least I don't think so) he was suffering because I wasn't really enjoying it as much as I should so it was a little like painting by numbers for both of us. That was when Malcolm suggested I got a little wild; to prove I still loved Elliot and to spice up the sex with him (and Malcolm would benefit as well). So after a debate I did and had my nipples and clitoral hood pierced then presented myself to my husband a few days later when I was again ready for sex. Boy did it do the trick! Not only did we have sex all weekend Elliot couldn't get enough of me after. I even shave my sex for him which not only added to the scene it changed our lives for the better. That was almost two years ago now and I still have my jewellery plus a tattoo which is above my sex and shows a cartoon woman on all fours with a man behind her. She is screaming and you can see his cock is huge. Now I have to confess that the man was originally very slightly dark, which was ok because Elliot has a relatively darker hue to me as I have a pearl-white complexion but thanks to Malcolm's suggestions during sex I've had it darkened further; first about six months after it was first done and twice since until a few months ago when I went the whole way so now it's clearly a black man. Elliot thought it funny that the dye has gone off and darkened (which is what I've told him) and he just accepts it. I have no desire to stop seeing Malcolm and in fact we probably spend more nights together now than I do with Elliot and I don't think in all that time we've had a single night when we've gone without some sexual act or other even if it's just oral. However it's just sex and I would never want it to be more. I do have another overseas lover called Sebastian who lives in Brussels and he's a lot younger than me (he's a student) we've been together for six months and he thinks the tattoo was darkened for him as he is Nigerian in origin and ebony black. His cock is not as long as Malcolm's but he has the fattest cock I've ever seen and boy does he fill me up. Recently he has whispered how much he wants me to fuck his college friends and while I've said no so far the thought of my first ever gangbang is enthralling and I know that I will probably succumb eventually. I love my job and wouldn't change it for the world. (My thanks to EJ for her email -- hope she likes her story in print) Traveling Traveling is always difficult. Flights and hotels, cab rides and city maps. It always helps to have a few friendly faces to sit down and relax with when away from home. Business trips are sometimes especially lonely since the rest of the family stays home. Bill found himself in just that situation as he grabbed his suitcase from the airport baggage claim and headed for a cab ride. He asked the driver about the area, hoping to hear about some social hot spot, but alas all he got was a few restaurant recommendations and the name of a strip club. He checked in, tired and hungry, debating if it would be worth the expense to order room service. It was early evening and he felt that staying in to eat would be too depressing, so he headed out. There was a nice restaurant about 2 blocks from the hotel, which he walked to since the evening was cool. It was not terribly crowded on a Sunday evening, but there was a short wait of 15-20 minutes according to the Hostess. He settled in to wait beside a couple on one of the benches in the atrium. Jack and Susan were a handsome couple, very comfortable with each other as they discussed their plans for the week. Bill quietly listened as he waited, stealing a few glances at Susan's sexy hose covered legs and red heels. He hoped that she and her husband hadn't noticed his glances. She excused herself a few minutes later and went to the ladies room, her ass swaying seductively as she walked away. Jack looked over at him and smiled, "I'm Jack." He introduced himself. "Susan has a sexy ass doesn't she?" Bill was taken aback and a bit embarrassed by getting caught looking. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare." He stumbled over the words. "It's ok, I want her to be appreciated." Jack explained. A bit reassured, Bill introduced himself. "I'm Bill. I'm in town for a conference this week and it's been a long trip." "Alone in a strange town, I know how you feel." Jack empathized with him. "It's lonely being away from home. Would you like to join us for dinner? We can tell you a little about the area." He offered. "I wouldn't want to intrude." Bill answered a little hesitant. Susan returned, swaying seductively as she walked. She was clearly showing off for Jack as her eyes were locked on his. Jack grinned as his sexy wife crossed the room. He knew all eyes were on her and reveled in the desire that she induced in all the guys and some of the ladies. "Trust me, it isn't intruding." He told Bill. "Dear, this is Bill. Would it be ok if he joined us tonight?" He asked Susan. Bill stood and she looked him over before answering. He was average height with a few gray hairs. She was pleasantly surprised to see that he didn't have the beer belly so many men develop as they age. "I guess so." She answered. Something in her voice sounded hesitant and unsure, but she was smiling and her smile was heartwarming. "Thank you." Bill said, then added "You are very kind and very beautiful." A waiter came over at just that moment to seat them. It was little trouble to add the 3rd place at the table. They spent about an hour chatting and eating. Bill explained about his trip and home. Jack enlightened him on all the things to do in the area during the evenings. Susan warmed up to the new friend and was soon as vocal as Jack about where to go and what to see. Both of the guys stole glances at Susan whenever they could. Her red dress was snug in all the right places and the front v neck showed just enough breast to make the guys drool. By the look on her face there were a few occasions where Jack was teasing her under the table. As dinner closed Bill took the check, saying the company was well worth it. Jack of course offered to drive him back to the hotel. The valet opened the doors and ushered everyone out of the car as soon as they pulled up. Jack laughed and tried to explain that they were not staying in the hotel. "It is a beautiful place if you wanted to come in." Bill suggested and told the valet what room he was in. Jack glanced at Susan and grinned slyly, "I guess we could visit a little longer." He let the valet have the keys and took the claim ticket. Susan led the way inside as a uniformed doorman held the door. Jack reached over and placed something in Bill's hand and whispered, "A little gift from Susan." He grinned and increased his speed to catch up with her. Bill walked a few steps behind in the large open atrium. He glanced down at the item in his hand, it was a red thong and it was slightly damp. Shock was the first thing he felt. He stood and watched the couple pointing out various features of the hotel lobby. With a slight shake of his head he cleared his mind and tried to catch up to them. "There is a nice little seating area on the second floor." He suggested. Jack saw the quick motion as Bill stuffed the panties into his pocket. "That sounds like a great place to visit." He glanced at his wife who nodded her agreement. They walked towards the escalator. "Is there a bar nearby for drinks?" He added and guided Susan onto the first step. Both of the guys looked up at her as they rode. Her long legs reached up under the edge of her dress. When the front step rose it raised her left leg giving a shaded view of her bare ass and swollen labia. Susan enjoyed the silence behind her, knowing they were both watching her and amazed at how excited she was showing off for them. She always liked teasing Jack, but the public nature of this had added a new sparkle to the event. Nearing the top she looked down at them, both quickly raised their eyes and Bill blushed. "I am a bit thirsty." She said. "I'm not sure about any bars in the hotel, but there are drinks in the room." Bill answered. It felt like a cheap pick up line when he thought about it. Susan and jack grinned with a similar thought after he said it. But they all headed past the sitting area and towards the elevators. Jack rubbed Susan's ass as they rode up, her skirt was barely covering her butt cheeks by the time the doors opened. Susan was getting a little bit flushed and breathing faster now as her husband teased her in front of their new friend. Bill was a bit uncomfortable, but enjoying the show. He led them down the hall and opened the door to his room. There was a beautiful view of the city twinkling in the dusk visible from the window. "I'll get some ice." He suggested nervously as jack and Susan stepped over to the window. "Hurry back." Jack suggested. It only took a minute to get the ice bucket filled and return. When he walked back in Bill was greeted with the sight of Susan's ass fully exposed and facing him. Jack was kissing her and had pulled her skirt up, his hands squeezing her cheeks. Jack kissed over to her ear and whispered. "He's back in the room and staring at your bare ass." She groaned and quivered in his grip. Even had she wanted to, his hands prevented her from turning or covering up. "Ask him about the view dear." He prodded. "Do you like the view from your room?" Susan gasped as Jack nipped her earlobe and squeezed her ass. Bill set the ice down on the counter. "It's an amazing sight." He answered. Susan was squirmed a bit, but that only made her ass sway seductively. Jack grinned watching Bill's reaction to his wife's motions. Bill sat on the bed and stared at the couple kissing and fondling. He pulled the thong out of his pocket and smelled the odor of her excitement on them. Jack nodded encouragingly at him. He stepped over and added his hands to her thighs rubbing and squeezing. Susan could see a hazy reflection of herself and the room behind her, but her focus kept being interrupted by the activities of her husband. Her body tingled as he kissed and rubbed. Knowing someone was watching them was making her wetter than ever. Then she felt the hands touch her thighs and moaned. Four hands lightly touched her thighs and ass, tantalizingly close to her dripping pussy, but never seeming to reach it. She was desperate to be touched and leaned close to Jack. "Please touch me." She begged quietly. Jack grinned, knowing his wife was extremely sensitive to tactile stimulation this must be driving her wild. "We are touching you." He pointed out. Bill looked up and saw that she was literally dripping with excitement. He ran a finger through her juices and felt her shudder. Then he noisily licked it clean. Susan groaned and leaned into Jacks arms. He held her tight "You liked him touching you, didn't you." He whispered into her ear. All she could do was nod as her mind reeled from the sensations. "Damn, I've never seen you this hot before." He added a bit louder. Bill slid over and reached into the ice bucket. "Think this might help?" He pulled out an ice cube and popped it into his mouth. Jack's eye widened, they had never done anything with ice, but he nodded hopefully. Bill positioned himself on his knees behind Susan and started rubbing her ass as jack raised his hands to her back to hold her. The ice was melting and he let a few drops fall at the small of her back to run down between her cheeks. Susan screamed "Oh Shit!" and jumped. Jack held her close as she tried to turn and see what the freezing cold intruding on her hot evening was. Bill removed the cold ice and licked the wet area with his tongue. This felt extra hot to Susan compared to the icy drips. "Too much?" Bill asked slowly licking up and down the crack of her ass. Susan wanted to say 'Hell yes.' But the warm tongue was heating her up again. The changing sensations were startling but not really uncomfortable. "No, just unexpected." She answered. Her grip on Jack tightened and she pushed her ass outwards. "In that case I'll continue." Bill put the ice cube back in his mouth. This time he kissed her ass, his tongue tracing around the curve of her buttock. As he reached the bottom he pushed the cube forward to graze over her skin. She shivered and jumped, but didn't scream as the cold made her ass clench. By the time he finished both sides the cube was gone. He continued to lick with his warm tongue, which felt like fire on her frosty skin. "Such a nice rosy ass now." He sat back to admire the view. Jack released her and moved to see as well. "Wow, it is rosy red." He agreed. Susan put her hands on the window and wiggled her ass for the two guys. It was still tingling and that was making her excited as much as the attention. "Take it off babe." Jack encouraged as her ass swayed. Susan felt a little self conscious, but was very excited. She turned around and saw both men sitting on the edge of the bed watching her intently. Her skin warmed and her ego swelled. She slid the strap of her dress down her right shoulder, eyes locked on her husband as she slowly exposed her lacy bra beneath. A turn and wiggle later and she was staring at Bill as the left shoulder strap slid down. Both men adjusted the bulges in their pants when she slipped the top down to reveal a lacy pink push up bra. Her nipples were visible as a hazy dark patch under the pink lace. She was clearly excited as evidenced by the raised nub in the center of each breast. The guys helped her to pull the tight dress down over her hips and it fell to the floor, leaving her in just bra and garterbelt. "Your breasts are gorgeous." Bill told her as she stepped free of the dress. Susan smiled and Jack reached up to unhook the bra. She leaned forward, her breasts swaying right in front of Bill. The bra popped open and she slid the straps from her shoulders, freeing her mammaries for inspection. He reached up and cupped one in each hand. Gently kissing the stiff nipple once on each side, "May I?" he asked. Susan was a little leery after the ice on her ass, but she was curious about what he might do to her breasts. "Yes, please do." She assented. He licked his way around each breast, listening to her gasping as he licked the underside. She looked up at Jack with glossy lust filled eyes. "This feels so good." He grinned and joined in. Bill slid over a bit as jack moved around to his side. He concentrated on the left breast while Jack took over the right. After a few minutes of licking he grinned, "Now to get her really hot." He lifted a small ice cube from the bucket and indicated Jack should do the same. He slid his tongue to her raised areolae and nipple, making a circle around the darker area. Underneath he started at the outside edge and rubbed the ice cube along the crease between chest and breast. Susan gasped and bit her lip, a small squeak escaping her lips as both breasts tightened up and goosebumps raised over their surface. The ice slipped easily along up through her deep cleavage sending shivers along her spine as the men kept a warm mouth centered on her nipples. Hot or cold, she couldn't quite tell which signal from her breasts to believe. Then the mouths left her and she whimpered. Realizing her eyes had closed, Susan started too open them and see what was happening. But just then a cold stab of electricity shot through from her nipples. "Fuck!" She exclaimed and reached out to steady herself by grabbing a shoulder of each man. Jack mimicked Bill's movements with the ice cube, replacing the melted first one as they neared Susan's nipples. As soon as the ice touched her nipples she made her exclamation and her areolae hardened and contracted, wrinkling tightly. They made two passes as the water dripped from her breasts. Then Bill moved in with his mouth and Jack followed. Susan gasped and clamped her arms around their heads pulling them tightly to her chest. Grinning, Jack swirled his tongue around the cool hard nipple, feeling it slowly softening as it warmed back up. Susan went from gasping and shivering to flaming hot in the space of a few seconds. They guys both latched onto her sensitive breasts at the same time. Unlike before their mouths felt like fire shooting from her chest to her spine and spreading out from there. She groaned and held them close, her body trembling and close to orgasm. A quick series of nibbles and a tug on her nipple sent her over the edge. Her thighs were dripping, she could feel her juices flowing as her body quivered and shook with the orgasm. She gradually released the men and let them breathe again, looking down at her husband she kissed Jack deeply and passionately. Desire and lust controlled her body as she climbed into Jacks lap. Kissing him repeatedly all over his lovely face. Her breasts mashed against his strong chest tingling each time he took a breath or moved his arms. Jack wrapped his arms around her and fell back onto the bed as she mounted him with more animal lust than he alone could bring out of her. Susan's legs parted around his hips as she took a cowgirl position, grinding against the bulge in his pants. Except it wasn't in his pants!. She turned and saw Bill easing jacks pants down to around his knees and felt the length of her husbands shaft rubbing between her pussy lips. Bill watched her rub along the shaft as it swelled and thickened. He reached in and lifted Jack's cock just slightly and was pleased to hear Susan moan as the thick head slid between her damp labia. He continued to stroke the exposed ridge of the shaft as she worked her ass further and further down onto his cock. Once it was all the way in he massaged the balls and began to kiss Susan's toes. Susan groaned and quivered when he licked between her toes. She was in heaven, she felt thoroughly full riding Jack's cock and their new friend had discovered one of her secret hot spots, her toes. She ground her hips onto Jack and whispered he knows about the toes into his ear. Jack could only murmur his response as her breasts were now pressed into his face. He licked and sucked hungrily happy to be smothered by her luscious breasts. She eased up a little and rolled her hips as the lips finally left her toes. Then she felt hot breath on her right ear and a voice whispered. "Would you like him to feel bigger and hotter?" Bill's voice was quiet and confident as he licked her earlobe. She nodded her head suspecting what he might be planning. "Think he would mind me keeping him up while I tighten your horny little cunt?" She groaned and felt her nipples stiffen at the statement. "No, he won't mind." Susan answered and felt the warm body behind her shift. She lifted her hips and leaned down to kiss jack raising her ass in the air. They both heard the shifting of the ice in the bucket and quivered. Both gasped simultaneously as Susan felt a cold ice cube slide into her hot pussy and jack felt a warm tongue around his cock. Bill slid a finger into Susan, rolling the ice around inside her and feeling the muscles contract as the cold intruder slowly melted. He also licked up along Jack's throbbing shaft, following the ridge all the way to the top. Lips closing around the head, his tongue went to work in circles and then stroking as his lips slid further and further down. He bobbed his head on the cock until the ice cube in Susan was gone. With a last lick of the tip he guided the thick swollen shaft into her again. Gasps and moans filled the room. It had been quite some time since jack had felt his wife be this tight around him. The cool slick skin engulfing his cock slowed his climax just enough for him to thoroughly enjoy it. Susan on the other hand had never felt jack like this, his hot throbbing shaft felt huge as it tugged the tight sphincter muscle wide just to squeeze in. The normally warm sensation she felt had been transformed into a blazing heat that filled her insides causing her to flush from head to toe. Her orgasm hit on the third stroke of his cock and her body gushed thick juices onto him. Jack grinned and drove in harder as Susan creamed all over him. She was warming up and very slick now as he pounded into her. Bill's tongue soon added to the heightened excitement as he started licking the juices from Jack's balls and around the edges of Susan's gushing pussy. With a grunt jack slammed deep and held her tight, his orgasm adding his thick white cream to hers. He pulled her down onto him and held her close as his shaft softened slightly inside her. Susan was panting as she pressed herself into Jack, whispering how wonderful he felt inside her. Then she felt him slip out and whimpered a bit. His still semihard cock rested against her thigh, and then she remembered that there was another still in the room. Her eyes widened as her husband mirrored her expression. He could feel Bill's cock sliding past his and between her well lubed labia. Susan's breathing quickened as the erotic sensations built yet again. Jack felt helpless, but his cock actually twitched as his wife was filled. Each thrust felt by both of them, Bill's thick cock gliding by Jacks and into Susan. For several minutes the three were all bound up into a single shared moment of lust and desire. Then he twitched and drove into Susan and added his cum to her husbands deep inside Traveling by Train I hate late night journeys, especially at the weekend. Happy revellers spill from the pubs and onto the last trains home, eager to avoid having to pay extortionate taxi fares. Sadly I was neither happy nor drunk when I stepped onto the train. A long day in the office had left me tired and eager to get home to soak away my stresses in the shower. Tonight the train is busier than normal and although I am in my usual spot, I am among a crowd of around ten other people. I can tell there is someone behind me so I am conscious not to step back too far. I hate anyone invading my personal space, so try not to make the same mistake myself. It's hot and in an effort to ease the tension I feel, I move my head to the side stretching my neck and adjust my bag on my shoulder which causes my blouse to lower slightly revealing the top of my black lace bra. Behind me I hear a sharp exhale of breath and feel the cool breeze from it on my neck. I close my eyes momentarily and as the train jolts I lose my balance stepping back slightly, against what feels like a tall, lean body. Now I can feel every breath on my neck, and I have no idea why, but it excites me. I'm not short at 5ft 7, but I gauge him to be around 6ft. I like taller men. I can smell his aftershave, something musky, and I can also smell alcohol, he's not drunk, but he's had a couple perhaps making him a little braver than normal. He adjusts the strap of my bag, his fingers grazing against the side of my breast as he does so. This time, the sharp exhale of breath is mine. As I am pushed against him yet again, I can tell he likes what he sees, there is a definite hardness that was not there previously. I can't quite believe this is happening, nor can I believe how aroused I am at the thought of this total stranger reacting to my body. I certainly can't believe what I do next, which is to push myself backwards against him, a total invasion of his personal space, but from the way his hand goes to my hip and pulls me back, I guess not an unwelcome one. The next stop is the one of the busiest and I expect to be jostled as people leave and sure enough I am, in fact I am turned around where I stand, and end up face to face with the stranger, who again places his hand gently on my hip to steady me. He smiles at me and I cannot help but grin back. He tells me his name is Paul and I tell him mine is Nicole, he tells me it's nice to meet me as his hand finds the small of my back and pulls me close, his head dipping forward as he lightly kisses my neck, his hand lowering to caress my arse. My body betrays me. My cheeks flush, my nipples harden and there is a very welcome tingling between my legs. I moan quietly and bite my lip. He looks at me questioningly, I smile and using the tips of my fingers trace the outline of his cock through the material of his trousers. I think he has his answer. He leans back and lets me continue to work his hardening cock. I watch his face, noting how his breathing quickens and when he finally looks at me it's almost as if his hazel eyes can see into my soul, which sends shivers right through my whole body. For some reason I know I can trust this man, he is, like me, simply turned on by a stranger. He tells me to put on my coat and at first I am a little bemused by his request, but I do as I am told. Within seconds I realise his plan. My coat comes to just above knee level, longer than my skirt, which he gently slides up towards my waist, his fingers caressing the inside of my thighs. Taking his cue I unzip his trousers and slide my hand inside, grasping his now rock hard cock. Warm to my touch it twitches as I run my thumb over the head, his tip moist with pre-cum. I stoke him slowly, lubricating his shaft as I go, before cupping and fondling his balls. He leans against me, into me, his breathing quick and whispers a soft yes into my ear. When his fingers find me, it's all I can do to stop myself crying out. Using his thumb he pushes the fabric of my soaking panties against my clit, while using his middle finger to trace my slit. I feel like I'm on fire, and I am so lost in the moment I've forgotten that I am actually standing on a train. The next stop suddenly jolts me out of my reverie. As people leave, the closeness of our bodies hides what has been going on between stations. I am thankful that today of all days I chose this coat and also this train. Seats become available and Paul pulls me into the one nearest the back. It's darker here and there is no one around, even the conductor is making his way to the other end, following drunken passengers who have not bought tickets. He kisses me, his fingers again finding my sex, this time more insistent. He and I both know that we are halfway through this journey, meaning there is not much time left. He and I both know what we want, but I am the first to voice it. "I want you to fuck me" is the only thing I say. He bites my lip gently, his hands sliding underneath my blouse. His thumbs brush against the outline of my hard nipples, his fingers tugging gently on the fabric of my bra. I laugh as he pulls me towards him, expertly unhooking and removing the barrier before I have time to complain. Pulling my coat around me, his fingertips trace the side of my breasts, I moan my approval, my lips on his, my tongue insistent, gasping against him as he flicks my nipples with his thumbs. I throw my head back, pushing my hips against his hardness, in need of his hard cock. He pulls me onto his lap, straddling him, bending down so his lips close over my nipple, his teeth grazing me gently. Opening his legs slightly he spreads mine and I shiver as a delicious cool breeze brushes over my hot, wet, cunt. He looks at me, those brown eyes never leaving mine as he slides his hand inside my now soaking wet knickers. Using his middle finger he circles the entrance to my cunt, his thumb rubbing against my clit. I feel like I am going to explode and if he continues to work me like this I will. He is clever however and finger fucks me until I am almost at the edge and then stops, withdrawing the pleasure and leaving me wanting more. But I too have a plan, which starts with a simple question. 'Don't you want to fuck me?' I ask. 'Don't you want to slide that rock hard cock of yours deep into my hot little cunt?' This time the moans are his as he slides two fingers deep inside me, his eyes still locked onto mine. 'That's it' I say, 'fuck my hot little hole'. His thumb again finds my clit as his fingers curve and twist inside me. I am moaning so loud I have to bite my lip to stop, my hips pushing against him as I start to cum, riding his fingers and calling his name as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. 'Hot little bitch aren't you' he says as he lifts me up. This time I lock eyes with him as I slide my knickers to the side and ease my tight cunt onto his hard cock, inch by inch. I know he can feel the little tremors that still course through me, as he closes his eyes and tightens his grip on my hips. He stretches me, and I fuck him slowly allowing myself time to adjust to his size. His cock feels so good. His lips return to my nipples, sucking and nibbling me gently as I move my hips against him, his hands almost lifting me. I need to feel him deeper inside me, so kissing him once more I slide off his lap. Seeing the carriage is now empty, I climb onto the seat in front of us, my knees apart as I lean forward against the back. He comes behind me, his hands gently caressing my arse as he slides my knickers first to my knees and then off altogether. Leaning over me, his hands cup and fondle my breasts, his cock rubbing against my sex as he whispers in my ear 'Well, do you want me to fuck you?' All I can do is nod, I want him so badly. I need to feel him inside me once more. Stroking his cock, he slides the tip from my clit to the entrance of my cunt. I whimper, as he pushes himself gently inside me, his hands repositioning me slightly and opening my legs, feeding my greedy little snatch. My hands go to the wall in front of me as I push back against him, tits bouncing, his shaft buried deep inside me. I'm begging him to fuck me, to fill me and make me cum again. He slides his hand around and teases my clit, flicking and pinching me gently. I'm gasping, so close yet again, and I lean forward to allow him to slide deeper inside, his balls bouncing against my super sensitive clit. He starts to moan his hands gripping my hips sliding me back and forth, my juices lubricating his cock. He lifts my coat, evidently he likes to see his shaft working my wet hole, his hand lightly spanking my ass. He starts to fuck me faster, more urgently and I know he is close. I am too, that amazing cock of his having stroked me to the edge once more. He asks me if he should pull out and I say no, that I want to feel him fill me with his hot cum. This seems to spur him on, as he places his hands on my shoulders ramming his cock deep inside me. I lose control, my cunt tightening against him as I start to cum, which in turn pushes him over the edge. He almost growls as with hard thrusts of his hips he pumps his cum into my cream filled cunt until we are both breathless and spent. He steps away, turns me round and kisses me while fixing my blouse and sliding my skirt back to its original position. "Well that was pretty fucking hot" he says handing me my knickers. Laughing I nod my head in agreement. He pulls me close and kisses my neck and whispers in my ear, "My stop's next, same time next week?" I'm speechless, but somehow I manage to again nod my head, and then with a last kiss and smile he is gone.