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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

To everyone that commented on and appreciated the last effort at an erotic story The Night Away, I would just like to say Thank You and that you have inspired me to continue the tales. This one is pure fantasy again although the characters are real, but with different names and all locations are real too. So here we go with Peter and Sharon's next adventure.

Another Night Away

It had been three, nearly four weeks since Sharon and I had our night away in Newcastle. We had discussed the night, but had hardly touched on our underlying feelings and how they had changed or entrenched. That changed on the Sunday morning.

I got up around 8:30am and went to make a drink for us both. For a number of years Sharon and I have not shared a bedroom. There are multiple reasons for that, but primarily it was the fallout from my affair that she discovered.

I made Shaz her tea and my mug of strong coffee and arriving at her bedroom door I knocked gently. "You awake", I said through the door.

There was a rustling sound and then a rather breathy, "Yes come in".

I opened the door and Sharon was sat up in bed propped against her pillows, but looking very red in the face with a light sheen of sweat on her forehead and neck.

"You alright" I asked somewhat concerned, "your not ill are you?"

Sharon looked at me with a look that said "mild frustration" and I suddenly realised I'd interrupted something I shouldn't of. I put her tea down on the bedside table and turned to face her a sly smirk on my face. "Were you doing what I think you were doing?" I asked.

Sharon, if it was possible, blushed an even brighter shade of lobster pink, "What do you think I was doing?" she snapped back.

I leaned over and grabbed the edge of her quilt and quickly pulled it back. Sharon looked at me furious and tried to clamp her legs together, but not fast enough to stop me catching a glimpse of the bottom of what I found out was a large, thick, nine inch dildo.

"Ok so now you know", she said a bit more gently. "It isn't illegal is it? I take it you had a snidey wank before you brewed up too. Didn't you?" The fire in her eyes was tinted now with just a hint of humour.

"As it happens my love I did", I replied.

"What were you thinking about?" she asked.

"If you want me to be honest I was thinking about Paul fucking me whilst you all watched and of me watching you with Molly", I answered my cock starting to stir in my lose PJ bottoms. "So what were you thinking of?" I fired back.

Sharon took a moment to think and compose her answer. "I was thinking", she mused, "about the whole night. I was thinking about you fucking me before we went out, I was thinking about Des and that monster cock, fuck that was good inside me, sorry, but that was the best fuck I ever had. I was also thinking about how different we were as people, about how we did things that we should be ashamed of, but how I feel totally guilt free. We all have fantasies, but generally we keep them to ourselves, that night I played out some of mine and you know what I loved it. I'm not sure I will ever be the same again Peter. Something ignited in me and I want more of it, but for the first time in years I want you there with me, doing it, doing each other, being the fucking perverts that I discovered we were that night".

Once she started the words tumbled from her mouth like rocks down a mountain side. Her face was animated and I sensed real lust and desire, not just for our playmates that night, but for me.

I looked at her with my mouth open. This was a new Sharon, this was a sexually charged lust filled wanton woman. "Fuck it", she said, "you have seen Dessie now, you might as well watch to the end".

"Dessie" I said puzzled.

"Dessie", she replied showing me the thick pink dildo that she was trying to hide under her legs. "Of course it isn't quite as big as the real Des, but it is big enough to fucking get me off".

"Where and when did you get that?", I asked totally flabbergasted.

"TEMU don't only do clothes", she giggled you picked this up for me when you went to the parcel shop last week. There wasn't only a dress and shoes in the package".

Sharon relaxed back on the bed and reached down to pull her obviously soaking wet panties to one side. She had always worn pants in bed with one of my T shirts, but, except in the early days, I had never seen them soaked like they were.

Letting out a deep sigh, she lined the dildo up to her outer pussy lips and using gentle pressure started to ease it in to herself. She lay there eyes closed slowly working the beast of a phallus in and out of her pussy making it wet and slick. I could hear the wet noises as it pushed a little deeper with each push.

Suddenly she let out a loud gasp and she arched her back slightly, then using all her strength and both hands rammed the full length into herself holding the grotesquely large rubber balls at the base. Just as rapidly she pulled the rubber cock almost all the way out before slamming it back in again.

"Oh fuck, oh fucking hell", she cried out and flashing her eyes at me, she said "Now you know I've got it, I don't have to be so bloody quiet. Oh my god this is good".

She held the dildo base in her left hand and slammed it repeatedly into her now gushing cunt. I could see cloudy liquid running down the sides of her pussy and into the crack of her arse. Her right hand reached for her clitoris and started to circle it and pinch it in rapid succession.

Her breath was coming in stuttering gasps as she worked herself closer to orgasm. I could see her nipples stood hard and prominent against the material of her nightshirt. I couldn't help myself I reached over and pinched one hard in my fingers. I fully expected her to yell at me to get off, but she didn't she just groaned and muttered, "yes, yes harder. Pinch the other one too, pinch them hard".

I grasped both nipples rolling them and savagely pinching them. I pulled them making her breasts peak under the shirt, the material providing extra grip. I carried on pinching one, but leant down and bit the other hard. Sharon cried out in pain and pleasure, her face contorting into a grimace.

Suddenly she started to shake, her legs made spasmodic kicking movements. The dildo smashed in and out of her sopping wet cunt making squelching noises. Her hand was now a blur on her clitoris and then it happened. Sharon arched her back about five or six inches off the bed, her head rolled uncontrollably from side to side. Juices poured from her swollen pussy and small jets of squirt flew from under her fingers. Her whole body bucked and shook. Shivers ran through her and her legs clamped shut. She rolled into the foetal position, her body spasming.

As she started to recover, she unrolled slowly. Blowing her hair off her face she gasped "Fucking hell Dessie, that was better than the real thing. God I never came so hard in my life before".

I gently reached down and brushed the hair from her forehead. Her skin was slick with perspiration and it glistened on her upper lip. "I don't think I need to ask if you enjoyed that do I?" I asked.

"No love you don't", she replied definitively. "Oh god I really thought the real Des was good, but that was something else. You better get used to the noise from this room from now on as I'm going to be doing this again and a lot".

I said "Did I pinch you too hard", trying desperately to make my part in her orgasm sound relevant.

"No you didn't, but I think I'm probably going to bruise", she laughed.

"Maybe we should try BDSM", I joked.

"You never know your luck", she responded, but rather unconvincingly.

I moved and sat to sit on the bed next to her, but she shooed me away. "Don't get any ideas", she said rather shortly, "You got to pinch my nipples because I needed you too although I didn't know until you did it, but nothing has changed. If we are intimate, it won't be in this house, that's what our night away are for. You certainly aren't forgiven, that is a work in progress, so get the fuck out of my bedroom and we'll talk later.

Sometimes guys, you know when it isn't wise to argue, so I picked up my coffee and headed back to my own room. I sat in bed thinking deeply about our life only to be pulled back ten minutes later by the cry of a woman enjoying her second orgasm of the day. I must confess I wanked myself silly.

The story will continue later.

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

It was a couple of hours later, we were both up and dressed ready for our usual Sunday afternoon in the pub with friends. As a result we weren't dressed to impress, but Sharon still looked stunning in a black V necked blouse with see through sleeves and a pair of skin tight black jeggings. Her long blonde hair was curled and blown into a style that framed her face beautifully. I had whistled when she walked in the kitchen to which she told me not to be so bloody daft.

It was a little early to go out and having had a full cooked breakfast we weren't in a hurry to move. We sat with a coffee each just casually chatting about plans we had for Christmas.

"So when do you want our next night away", I slotted into the conversation.

"Our next night away, do you mean like Newcastle?" Queried Sharon.

"Yes exactly like Newcastle, and after listening to you playing with yourself this morning, I get the feeling you might be ready for another playtime".

Sharon looked at me strangely. "Right you, I think it's time we had a clear the air and told each other exactly what were thinking. I will tell you now I was completely unprepared for what happened the other week, I'd only just accepted that you and I were going to have sex for the first time in ages. I definitely didn't expect what we did to happen even though I enjoyed it immensely.

"I enjoyed it too", I rejoined, "I wasn't certain at first and I think you playing with Molly first, which lets face it is every blokes dream, made the whole situation a lot more comfortable. I certainly wasn't happy at first when you and Des started making love. The jealousy I was feeling was awful and I think I know now how badly you must have felt when you learned about my affair, but I thought of you getting your own back and decided it was a price I had to pay. Little did I know how fucking erotic I would find it and how much I loved seeing you get pleasure from it. Also fair play you haven't tried to rub my nose in it either as Des was so bloody big and I'm not".

Sharon's face softened "There is nothing wrong with your cock love, you have always pleasured me in the past. My not wanting sex with you had nothing to do with whether you made me cum hard and everything to do with your infidelity. You are right, I did get a sense of revenge from watching you squirm as I let Des fuck me, but that was replaced by guilt that I had become just like you".

"I see what your saying, but honestly you have nothing to be guilty for. I deserved what I felt, but I just hope it will let us move forward now", I answered.

"I am still not fucking you in this house", said Sharon, "I found the whole out of our comfortable place exciting and frankly as horny as hell. I don't think doing the deed in our own bed will go anywhere near the thrill of a dirty night away, especially if I get to dress up like a slut".

As usual Sharon was spot on, but there was still another aspect we hadn't talked about. I know I fulfilled one of my fantasies that night which was to have a threesome, but I didn't know how Sharon felt or if she ticked any of her fantasy boxes.

"Sharon", I said "You know I said I didn't know you had bi tendencies, well I know you told me about that time with your friend and that it only happened once, but was you and Molly having proper full on sex a fantasy that you needed to realise?"

"I suppose it was", she replied "also having a massive cock in me was another, and being DP'ed too. What about you?"

"When Molly, Paul and I were screwing that was one of mine ticked off".

"You got anymore?" asked Sharon "as I have one I would love to do, but not sure how you would take it".

"Well I do", I said "I would love us to have a threesome, but with a twist, not another man or woman specifically, but how about with a convincing pre-op TS".

"Wow", exclaimed Sharon "Now that is fucking sexy, especially if they are big downstairs. How do we go about finding one?"

I already knew about Fab from conversations I had with mates, but like you do I dismissed it as I never thought in a million years Sharon would entertain it.

We decided there and then to set up a profile and see what adventures would result. It was an interesting afternoon in the pub as conversations ebbed and flowed, but Sharon and I kept glancing at each other and smirking like Cheshire cats. Oh if only our very proper friends knew what filth we were about to plan. I wonder what they would have thought of us, but at that moment in time I don't think either of us cared.

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By *ussyeater692Man
21 weeks ago

Wrexham

Absolutely fantastic, so glad you're writing a second adventure

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

Spain

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

It was Monday morning. The early dawn light muted by the heavy rain lashing against the kitchen windows.

The previous evening we had rushed home from the pub our minds full of fantasies and possibilities that made the afternoon with our friends seem mundane and meaningless. Frankly we had looked at each other at one point smiled conspiratorally as I mouthed the word "bored?". Sharon had nodded her head slightly to indicate she too was finding the whole afternoon an anti-climax compared to what we were hoping to plan. At an appropriate point, somewhere between discussing the state of the Premier League and the endless round of gossip, we made our excuses and left.

We had rushed home and like two kids sat at the breakfast bar in our kitchen with the laptop on the island and composed a profile. We rapidly realised we had no sexy photos, so Sharon rushed upstairs and changed into the dress and lingerie she had worn on our Newcastle trip. I had stripped to the waist and slipped off shoes and socks and we had taken a few pictures in what we thought were sexy poses. At one point Sharon had rushed back upstairs and reappeared with 'Dessie' and a few more pictures were taken with her using it on herself. I had stood and watched as the sexual tension got too much for her and once more she has fucked herself to orgasm in front of me with the massive rubber phallus.

So back to Monday. Sharon was working from home so at lunchtime we sat side by side again in the kitchen and nervously logged into Fab. As the home page loaded we were amazed to see we had 75 unread messages. We looked at each other with scared looks on our faces and counting down from three hit the message icon.

The screen flooded yellow. Straight away it was obvious most of the messages were from single guys despite the fact we had put that we weren't looking for single males and if we wanted one we would find you. There were a few messages from couples, welcoming us to the site and complementing Sharon on her tits. (They are a lovely 38DD so not surprising).

We were slightly disappointed and started to go through the messages one by one, deleting the unsuitable ones as we went. When we had set up the profile we had drawn up a list of five top preferences. Top of the list had been a petite/average convincing CD/TV/TS. As we worked down the messages it became clear there really were not that many of those or, more to the point, they weren't interested in a pair of novices like us. Both of us felt a little deflated, but Sharon commented that it was early days and we had to expect a few pitfalls along the way. I stroked her leg and told her how right she was and gave her a hug.

As the day wore on the eagerness built again. We resisted looking at tea-time reasoning that most people would log on in the evening. In the meantime we had decided the next night away would be to Manchester and visit the Xmas markets and thereby kill two birds with one stone. We also figured there was likely to be more opportunity in a big city like Manchester than a smaller town nearer to where we live.

By mid-evening, we were both popping with excitement and taking our usual pews in the kitchen logged into Fab. We were greeted with the same huge number of unread messages, this time over a hundred. At this point we decided to ignore any single male profiles (sorry guys). We were again slightly disappointed.

"This could be a long trawl", I said, "perhaps we need to try something else rather than just waiting for people to look at our profile".

"Such as", asked Sharon.

"Well look at that button there, 'MEETS & EVENTS' lets take a look".

We opened the icon and put our proposed dates in and selected couple looking for a TV/TS. We listed our requirements and hit enter. Our little ad appeared with a profile picture of the two of us, and a short description, 'Horny cpl for conv TV/TS, no bttm only'.

"Well lets see what that brings", I said.

We carried on browsing the TV/CD section within 20miles of Manchester. There were some gorgeous looking girls on there. So many of them were over six foot, which Sharon had specifically vetoed with the words "I don't want to feel like Bridgette the Midget when we meet up", which I could totally understand.

Eventually a TV caught our eye. She was five seven, a couple of inches taller than Sharon, but not enough to make her feel uncomfortable. The girl had legs to die for and I could feel myself becoming aroused as we flicked through here pictures. Her profile said she has real B cup breasts and at early forties was most definitely in our age range. Her pictures showed a range of elegant, classy outfits, but also some downright slutty short skirts and heels combinations that Sharon really loved. We composed a message explaining what we were looking for and that we were new to the scene, but were eager to learn. We told her how much we both loved her looks and style and would love to meet for a social and see if we clicked. We hit send......

I turned to Sharon and took a deep quivering breath, "Well we've done it, too late to turn back now".

Sharon put her hand up to my face, something she very rarely does and leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips. It was a tender kiss, no tongues, no heat, but even so it felt like a promise. "Peter, we agreed to do this together, we agreed to explore our sexuality together. I know that we never did that before and if that is what it takes to build the new 'us' then that is what we will do. I am 100% aboard for the journey".

I kissed her again and folded the laptop shut. "Enough for tonight. Tomorrow is another day, lets see what it brings".

That folks is how we started our Fab journey and how we met Steph....

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

Spain

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21 weeks ago

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

We didn't log in again until the Wednesday evening. During that time Sharon, with her usual quiet efficiency had booked a hotel for us in Central Manchester. As we would be travelling by train she had booked to stay in the Double Tree opposite the approach to Piccadilly Station. We were all set for a night of passion and filth.

Opening our inbox we were totally astonished to see we had over two hundred messages.

"It's going to take us hours to go through this lot", said Sharon.

"Ok then lets stick to our original plan and delete all the single guys whether they dress or not", I replied.

It took us about ten minutes to go through the posts deleting as we went only stopping now and again when Sharon spotted what profile pics of what looked like men with huge cocks. Eventually after sifting out all the single males we had about twenty couples profiles, we put those to one side and around ten TV/TS profiles. As before some were too tall, but a couple really stood out. One was from a CD from the North East who said they would be in Manchester for the weekend we were staying and could meet in the evening, but the one that really got our interest was Steph or Stephenie to give her her full name.

Steph turned out to be 42 years old. In her message she told us she was divorced after her wife discovered her secret and that it had seemed pointless to try to hide her dressing after her ex told her whole family about it. She now lived 90% of the time as a female only dressing as a man for appointments and to take flights so that her appearance matched her passport. She has no intention of fully transitioning and still enjoyed sex as a bisexual male having both male and female lovers. Physically she was five feet, seven inches, due to hormones she had smooth hairless skin and B cup boobs. Her hair was a wig as male pattern baldness had made given her a widows peak with a receding hairline and that normally she presented as blonde.

We thumbed through her pictures and both agreed she looked ideal. "You would never guess would you?", I said to Sharon.

"Well I certainly wouldn't at first glance, no", she replied.

We put together a reply to her message, basically telling her that we were both liking what we saw and read and that we would love to meet her. We included Sharon's mobile number and an email address we had set up just for the purpose of our playtimes.

We hadn't expected a quick reply, but about ten minutes later Sharon's phone rang with a number she didn't recognise.

"Shall I answer it?", she asked me.

"Normally I would say no, but you never know", I said and winked at her.

"Hello, Sharon speaking".

I watched her intently listening before she took the phone away from her ear and speaking into the phone said "I'm just going to put you on speaker", "right we are both here and it's lovely to talk to you Steph".

My eyes opened really wide and I mouthed 'Really, so soon' to Sharon. She nodded and said "Peter is here with me and we are really pleased you rang".

"Hi Steph", I shouted probably a little too loudly.

"Hi Peter", came the reply. Her voice was quite a deep register, but undeniably more female than male.

Over the next three quarters of an hour we discussed how we had come to be where we all were and what we wanted and expected from a meet. During the call Steph logged into her email account and as we talked we sent each other pictures that weren't on our profiles, mostly just ordinary everyday stuff that gave an insight into who we were. By the end of our call, Steph said she was happy to meet us and looking forward to seeing us and we agreed to meet in our hotel bar on the Saturday night at about 7:30 with the intention of going for a meal before we got down to the serious business, but not before the ladies discussed the dress code for the evening, something I was shoo'ed out of the room for.

Saturday came around all to slowly. In the morning we packed for our night away. I was instructed that jeans and a shirt were not acceptable attire and I was to take a suit, shirt and tie.

"Bloody hell love, that's a bit OTT isn't it?" I complained.

"You aren't coming out with me if you don't. This is what I'm wearing", she snapped back whilst holding up a deep electric blue dress with sequin detailing. The dress was clearly split high on the thigh and had a plunging neckline that would definitely show all of her cleavage and maybe a little under-cleavage.

"Wow, when did you get that", I gasped.

"You picked it up last week, remember", she sniggered, "if only you knew what was in that delivery.

That was now two items that had been in the bag I picked up from the parcel shop. "Anymore surprises", I asked.

"Oh maybe one or two more", she answered coquettishly.

That had my dick taking interest and I could feel the blood flow giving me a semi.

"Down tiger, you'll get to see later", growled Sharon, and with that we finished off our preparations.

The train ride to Manchester was uneventful and we arrived around 1:30pm. We quickly crossed to the hotel, checked in and unpacked, leaving our evening outfits hanging to remove any creases.

We left the hotel arm in arm and headed for the markets where we spent the next three hours browsing for items for Xmas and taking in the food and drink on offer at crazy inflated prices.

We returned to the hotel about five, both a little tipsy from beers and egg-nog, but not too tipsy to be getting very turned on at the prospect of the evening ahead.

We got in the lift which was mirrored on three sides. I stood behind Sharon and put my arms around her waist. She leaned back into me and resting her head on my shoulder turned her face to kiss me. I crooked my neck and planted a kiss on her lips. The kiss started off gently, but as the passion took over, Sharon swivelled in my arms and put her arms up around my neck pulling me into her and pushing her tongue into my mouth. We pushed our mouths together and our tongues danced around in each other. Sharon moaned gently and pulled back hoarsely whispering into my mouth "Don't you want to save this for later?"

"Not a fucking chance", I replied "I want to fill your cunt with my cock, can't you feel it hard against you".

"Oh yes I can feel it", she responded, kissing me again, "but it's not my cunt I want you to fill".

The doors opened and we dashed down the corridor laughing like teenagers and fumbling with the keycard.

We burst into the room. Sharon threw the shopping bags onto the comfortable chair in the corner of the room. We came together like we hadn't seen each other for years, kissing furiously whilst pulling each others clothing off and discarding it around the room.

We were soon totally naked, the last items to be removed were Sharon's panties, which I un-ceremonially ripped in half to get off her body.

"Hey", she exclaimed.

"Fuck it I'll buy you some more", I growled.

"Oh my god", gasped Sharon, "you are fucking rampant. What's made you so horny?"

"You and what we are going to do tonight". I answered grasping her left nipple and giving it a squeeze.

"Oh fuck", she moaned.

I pulled her to me and angling my body to her, I kicked her feet apart and ran my fingers straight down her slit. Her pussy was soaking already which I took full advantage of by ramming my two fingers into her gash.

Her head arched back and she forced herself down onto my hand. "Oh Jesus", she screamed "Oh god I love you like this".

I rammed my fingers in and out of her. She tried to squat down slightly to take as much of my fingers into her as she could. "Finger fuck me darling, finger the shit out of me". I leaned her back slightly and building up speed I found her G spot. Her knees buckled and she hung onto my neck to stop her falling to the floor. Her juices were splashing into the palm of my hand as I pistoned into her. I could feel her body starting to shudder as un-earthly wail issued from deep in her throat. "Oh fuuuuccccckkkkkk", she wailed. Her body thrusting hard against my hand. Her orgasm was hard and intense, tears rolled down her cheeks and her mouth contorted into a grimace. Her breathing was shallow and irregular as the spasms of pleasure ripped through her. I looked down her toes were curled tight into the carpet and her distended vagina was leaked little spurts of fluid.

As she started to come down from her climax, I pushed her face down on the bed. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and using her own juices, pushed a finger into her exposed areshole.

"Oh, oh, oh, please be gentle",

"Really, you want it gentle?" I asked, knowing full well the answer was probably no. I grasped a bottle of lube that I had left strategically on the bedside table. I flicked the lid open with my teeth and squirted a large dollop of the slick liquid straight onto her starfish. I removed my finger and squirted some extra lube onto it and one of it's brothers. Returning to Sharon's arse I placed both fingers at her opening and using a back and forth screwing motion slowly drove them into her rectum right down to the root of my fingers.

Sharon cried out in pain, but that gradually turned to moans of pleasure. Ragged moans of "oh fuck" or "God yes" came from her, muffled by the bedcovering. Using my other hand I squirted more lube onto the tip of my rock hard cock. I pulled my fingers from Sharon's now gaping arsehole and without pause pushed my entire cock into her.

Her head jerked up and she screamed "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me you bastard, fuck my arse, give it me deep".

I placed my feet outside and either side of Sharon's and started to thrust hard into her. She responded by trying to push back onto me. Grasping her hips I hauled her back and onto her feet with her hands on the edge of the bed. I started slamming into her as she used one hand to reach under herself and rub her clit furiously.

I heard rather than felt her second orgasm building. From low in her chest she started a rumbling moan. The moan built in volume and pitch until she was shreeking as she climaxed. Her cry built into a shuddering sob and her knees buckled. That was enough for me and with a roar I started to shoot my hot jets of sperm deep into her guts. "Fuck you, fuck... You fucking dirty bitch. God I love fucking your arse".

Sharon was spent, she flopped forward onto the bed pulling my still hard cock from her anus. Sweat poured down my face and body, sperm dripped from my piss slit landing in obscene blobs on the carpet. The bedding was soaking wet where Sharon had poured her squirt onto the cover.

She rolled onto her back with her legs hanging over the edge and looked at me. "Christ what got into you, that was fucking unbelievable".

"I don't know love, I'm just so turned on by the thought of what might happen later", I replied.

"Well if the expectation does that to you, I am thinking we are going to have an absolute blast tonight", she observed, "but for now my stallion, I think we had better try and clean this room up and start getting ready".

I pulled her up off the bed by her outstretched hand and gathered her into my arms. Looking down at the beautiful face before me, I kissed her forehead. "I love you Sharon", I said.

"I know", she said "come on we don't want to keep the lady waiting do we?"

With that she swayed off in the direction of the bathroom only stopping at the door frame to look back at me and curling a finger beckon me to join her.

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By (user no longer on site)
21 weeks ago

Brilliant

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By *ed-devilsCouple
21 weeks ago

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Can’t wait for the rest

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By *oppy12Man
21 weeks ago

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So good

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By *laric-PrimalMan
21 weeks ago

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So good

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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21 weeks ago

Wrexham

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21 weeks ago

Perth

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

WARNING, THE NEXT PART IS GRAPHIC IN DETAIL, DO NOT READ IF EASILY OFFENDED AND MOVE TO THE NEXT CHAPTER.

Sharon disappeared into the bathroom and I heard water start running as she turned the shower on. I followed her my limp cock swinging as I walked imitating her sassy hip swing.

The bathroom was something else! It was fairly large by hotel standards, but what stood out was the massive walk in shower, big enough for four people let alone one. Whoever designed the interior of this hotel had one filthy mind. Sharon stood under the large rainfall shower shampooing her hair. What else was I to do I step into the shower with her and started to run my hands over her glistening wet body. As she was washing her hair, her eyes remained tightly closed, but she made appreciative 'mmmm' sounds every time I got near an erogenous area. I cup her amazing breasts and using a little shower gel gently massaged them working my way to her nipples. Her large pinky, brown areoles started to shrink as her nipples hardened. Her nipples became more and more erect as my slick fingers worked them to full hardness so that they stood out like puppy dogs noses. She squirmed at my touch and pushing me back gently said, "Stop it, we need to get ready and I need to wash this shampoo out".

I stepped back and taking the opportunity started to soap my body and wash off the sweat from our recent exertions. Sharon bent forward as if to take my cock in her mouth, but was in fact, just letting the water wash the suds from her hair. She suddenly flicked her head back throwing water in all directions as she tossed her hair back from her face.

"Now she", she said, "We're both clean outside, but I think we should make sure we are squeaky clean elsewhere".

I looked at her puzzled "Why what are you planning", I cautiously asked, knowing full well that my wife has a devious mind and although she isn't keen on surprises, likes to give them to me.

"Weellll", she drawled, "Steph and I have exchanged numbers and we've chatted a few times this last week or so. This is a new thing for us, but not for her and she thought it best to set our boundaries in advance".

"Oh that's a good idea", I replied.

"Yes, so I told her we have very few and that you have none what so ever".

"Sharon!!! Look you aren't talking to a genetic woman, you're talking to a male, so what are you expecting to happen?".

Sharon smiled a wickedly sly grin and stepping past me rummaged in her oversize toiletries bag and produced a large black douche syringe which she waved menacingly in my face. "We aren't going to be having any accidents tonight , so bend over darling it's time you got clean".

She filled the syringe from the mixer tap on the sink and applied a small quantity of petroleum jelly to the tip. I dutifully bent forward parting my legs to shoulder width and then gasped as she manoeuvered the tip and tube into my anus. I felt a sudden warm rush deep inside my bottom which quite frankly felt wonderful. As more water went into me a dull ache started in my lower abdomen. "Oooh that is starting to feel a little uncomfy", I moaned.

"It's ok love it's nearly all in", she soothed.

I felt the tube being slowly withdrawn and as it exited my starfish a small trickle of water flowed down my leg.

"Clench", ordered Sharon.

I did clenched, but the heavy feeling of fullness persisted. "I'm not sure how long I can hold this", I said.

"For as long as you can honey, now you do me".

I stepped gingerly to the washbasin and refilled the syringe. Sharon bent from the waist and pulled her arse cheeks apart. Like she had done I applied a little jelly and slowly inserted the tube until it reached the top of the bulb. I squeezed gently and as I did she started to pant. "Oh God that feels weird", she said "but it also feel so erotic and dirty".

"You are one kinky slut when you get going Shaz. How the fuck did you come up with this idea?" I enquired.

"I didn't, it was our guest tonight who suggested it. She said she will have gone through the same procedure and we can play, if we click that is, with no worries about a brown out", she answered.

I finished emptying the contents of the bulb into Sharon just as the first spasm of abdominal contractions hit me. I shuffled rapidly to the toilet and released what felt like a never ending stream of piss from my bottom. Sharon was almost dancing, "Hurry up", she said, "get off that loo"!!!!

I did and she dived onto to replace me and with an enormous sigh let go the water in her guts.

We didn't look in the toilet, just quickly put the lid down and flushed.

Sharon looked at me and made a silent 'Oooh' face. "That was different", she exclaimed.

"Yes it was", I said, "I never did that before"!

"Well guess what baby?" she retorted, "get ready as we're going to do it again".

Three times we, cleaned, rinsed, repeated. The last two times we didn't even bother with the toilet and just let the clear water jet out into the shower base. The last time we made it a truly erotic experience by embracing and kissing as we simultaneously let the water go. "God that was intense", gasped Sharon. "Steph warned me it could get quite addictive. I don't know about you, but we should do this more often".

"What at home"? I asked now really puzzled.

"Don't push it, but you never know. That really was different and to be honest I enjoyed it. A lot!!!" She replied.

My heart skipped a beat. Was this my ice queen softening and forgiving me? Experience has shown me one thing, never take Sharon for granted. I filed the experience away in the memory bank to be taken up on a different day.

We stood there for a moment or two more, the water cascading over our bodies. We separated and both re-showered, washing away any remaining evidence of our kinky filth.

I stepped from the shower and grabbed a big fluffy bath sheet and then handed one to Sharon. "You got anything else planned in that bag of tricks there", I asked nodding toward the toiletries bag.

"You will have to wait and see", she said "but for now I am letting you know tonight's rules. Steph and I are in charge, and you come way down the chain of command. Tonight Matthew, you are going to be our bitch. Now get your arse in there and start getting dressed, but before you do...", She rummaged once more in the cavernous bag like Mary Poppins carpet bag, and produced with a 'da-dah' a chrome metal butt plug about three inches long, but a good inch and a half diameter at the widest point. "And you my kinky husband will be wearing this along with a pair of my finest lace panties, so try not to ruin them, you've already wrecked one pair this evening".

I gulped, my eyes must have been like saucers "Yes love".

"Yes what?"

"Yes love".

"Ermm no, tonight it's yes mistress, you got it?" she snarled advancing and grabbing my still damp balls giving them a less than tender squeeze. "Oh tonight we are going to have so much fun with you".

For the second time in a hour I stood gobsmacked as Sharon's swinging hips moved past and away from me. What did this woman and her partner in crime have in mind for me, and more to the point how did this situation get so out of my hands? I honestly didn't know, but had a feeling I was about to find out.

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

Wrexham

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21 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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21 weeks ago

Spain

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21 weeks ago

Swindon

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21 weeks ago

Andover

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21 weeks ago

Washington

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21 weeks ago

Keighley

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

Sharon sat at the dressing table applying her make up. She had blown her hair into a voluminous style that framed her face, but looked like something out of a drag show, something I guessed was deliberate.

Normally Sharon is very conservative with her make up being a 'little goes a long way' type of girl, but tonight she was going for it and going large. Her eyes shimmered with pearly base shadow and then highlighted with glittering purples. She had applied heavy black eyeliner and drawn it into points giving her eyes a feline quality. Her lips were glossed over a deep purplish shade and he cheek bones were accentuated in mid purple tones.

"Wow that's a departure for you", I said.

"I know, but I think I might have a bit of competition with Steph and I don't want to look like the granny at the wedding". She replied.

"Not much chance of that", I observed glancing at the dress still hung up in the open wardrobe and the five inch graduated blue black stilettos with impossibly thin chrome heels.

I adjusted my tie and put my suit jacket on buttoning up just one of the two buttons. "How do I look?" I asked.

"You look just fine, nice to see you make the effort for a change. Now have you put my little toy for you in where it belongs?" She answered.

"Yes mistress", I said performing an exaggerated curtsey.

"Be careful doing that, you might start to like it", she giggled. "Now you go down to the bar and welcome our guest and I'll finish off getting ready. I've not done all this not to make a big entrance".

I did as I was told and headed down to the bar. I ordered a G&T and went and sat in a comfortable seat facing the entrance to the bar so I could see when Steph arrived.

I had been sat there about five minutes when my phone pinged. I opened the message which read 'Hi love, Steph will be here in two minutes. When she arrives she wants to come up to see me first so make your introduction and give her our room number'. I looked at the message a little puzzled, but thought nothing more of it. Of course the girls would want to meet to say hello, but I wasn't sure why I was excluded.

I didn't have anymore time to think about it as the sound of heels on porcelain drew my attention back to the bar. Steph had made her entrance!

The person that walked in was every inch a woman, but wow! What a woman. She had told us she was five, seven, but with the six inch heels she was wearing, she was about six foot. She wore a long camel coloured coat unbuttoned which swayed open as she moved to reveal a bright red sequin dress underneath. Her plunging neckline was matched by the buttock skimming length of the skirt that revealed a couple of inches of lace banding at the top of her black hold-ups. Like Sharon her make up was powerfully heavy and her hair was a halo of strawberry blond curls. If I didn't know this was a transvestite I would have assumed she was a model girl.

I stood up to greet her not knowing whether to offer my hand to shake or to kiss a cheek, but Steph made the decision for me by coming over and air-kissing me on both sides of my face.

"Good evening Peter", she said rather formally. Her voice was low and sultry, with rich deep tones that hadn't come out over the phone.

"Lovely to meet you Steph?"

"Yes it's Steph, were you expecting anyone else?" she asked sternly, but then breaking into a warm smile revealing beautiful white teeth.

"No, no", I stammered "It's just you look so much more stunning in the flesh than your pictures, which don't get me wrong were gorgeous, but you are so much more face to face", I babbled like a fool unable to stop myself.

Steph laid a calming hand on my forearm, "Stop panicking, I'm not going to eat you, well not yet anyway, but I believe you have a number for me?" she said quizzically tipping her head to one side.

I gave her our room number as she removed her coat and folded it then placing it on the chair next to mine. She placed he handbag, well purse really on my chair and turning for the lifts said "Be a darling and mind my things whilst I go introduce myself to your wife, oh and please have a bottle of prosecco and a couple of glasses ready when we get back. Won't be long".

With that she turned and walked across the bar heading for the lifts. I sat back down and took a huge gulp from my G&T. "Well you made a right tit of yourself then old son, better sharpen up when they get back".

I sat in the chair waiting, checking my watch every couple of minutes. The butt plug in my arse was pressing hard against my prostate and giving me little bolts of pleasure every time I shifted in the seat. My cock was semi hard already and the evening hadn't even begun.

Twenty minutes passed and my impatience was causing my nerves to fray. I looked once again in a futile gesture at my watch and was just about to get my phone out to message Sharon when the sound of two sets of heels coming toward the bar snapped me back to the here and now.

Well Sharon said she needed to make an entrance, but what I saw coming toward me left me breathless. Steph I have already described, but Sharon looked nothing like the wife I usually have. The dress she wore was deep electric blue. The neckline plunged to just above her navel revealing that she was bra-less something she never normally does. The thigh high split revealed that she too was wearing sheer black hold-ups with her feet in the impossibly high needle like heels. The hair and make-up perfectly finished of the goddess of the night look.

I stood to greet both ladies. Steph first offered a heavily rouged cheek, which I kissed gently whilst holding both her forearms. I turned to Sharon to do the same, but instead she offered her lips. I moved in to kiss her the same way, but she reached up and grabbed my chin pulling me to her mouth kissed me open mouthed pushing her tongue into mine. I tasted it straight away, the unmistakeable taste of semen, and there was a lot of it. I pulled back and looked at her as she licked her lips and then swallowed hard.

"Mmmmm and that was just for starters", she said now that her mouth was empty. I hard wondered why she hadn't spoken as she walked toward me. "Doesn't her cum taste divine darling?" she continued. "We just made our introductions upstairs and well I think we hit it off nicely. Steph and I are going to be good friends I think and if you're a good boy we will let you join in. Now be a love and pour us some prosecco".

Sharon sat down and crossed her legs, the thigh length slit falling open to show her full leg clad in beautiful sheer nylon. Steph came to me and put a finger to my lips as if to shush me, but instead pushed the manicured digit into my mouth, "Doesn't she taste delicious?" she said as I realised the finger was covered in vaginal juices. With that she moved her coat, retrieved her purse and sat in the seat the other side of my chair.

I went to sit down as I looked at Sharon smiling triumphally at me, "Sorry", she said, "but we started without you. We both think you will have a great time tonight serving us, or should I say servicing us, but even though this is your fantasy, we girls are going to have our fun too and as I say we've already started without you, but you will be catching up".

I started to sit back slowly onto the chair, but as I did Steph reached out a hand and pushed a finger onto the jewelled end of the butt plug causing me to flinch, but also groan as the pressure hit my prostate. I managed to sit down gently and turning from one lady to the other I said "Well that was some entrance ladies. I think I am going to enjoy this evening, now is there anyway I can serve you my mistresses".

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21 weeks ago

Wrexham

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21 weeks ago

easington were the sun dont shine

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21 weeks ago

Swindon

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

Hitchin

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

Manchester has a healthy and vibrant night life and nowhere more so than the Gay Village centred on Canal Street. It was up Canal Street that an hour into the evening we headed for a meal at a well known LGBT friendly hotel. Over the years the hotel restaurant has built up an enviable name for it's quality and service and that was our destination for dinner.

As we left our hotel, I offered an arm each to the girls to link me. As both ladies were wearing ridiculously high heels and the weather in Manchester being notoriously wet, windy and chilly, we were certainly all glad that the walk was only a couple of hundred yards.

We arrived at the restaurant and Steph approached the maitre'd and said we had a booking, but could we be seated at a quiet table or preferably a booth. I watched awestruck as she sidled up next to the guy as he checked out the table plan as Steph almost snuggled into him as she placed her hand on his bum. He did a quick glance at her to which she replied with a wink. I guessed there was a promise there of a future liaison, but for tonight she was our date not his.

Tony (we'll call him that for now) showed us to a booth in the corner of the restaurant and quickly a waitress came over and took our drinks order whilst depositing menus the size of a tabloid newspaper. Just as in the hotel bar I was sat between Sharon and Steph and quite honestly felt like some sort of film star with these two gorgeous creatures flanking me.

Our drinks arrived and food order given, we settled down to chatting. We already knew some of Steph's story, but over the next few minutes she explained that being able to come out as trans had been a godsend and that although she should be furious with her ex-wife for outing her, in a way she had done her a favour, so that now she could live/love as the girl she wanted to be.

Sharon then went on to explain in detail our story, about my affair, about her abusive upbringing, about our struggles to get our lives back together and that although she could never forgive my infidelity, the fact that we could be friends and in very controlled circumstances lovers, made the tale acceptable. She further went on to admit that our adventures so far had taken us to places that neither of us expected and that on the sly she had become a bit of a slut.

"Hang on a minute", I exclaimed "I cheated yes, but if you still want us to be together there has to come a point where the revenge stops and more to the point you stop making me look like a bastard. At the end of the day I did what I did because I wasn't happy and now you are doing exactly the same".

Sharon shot me a furious look and opened her mouth to say something, but Steph held her hand up and gave Sharon a look that said 'let me take this point'. "Peter", she began softly, "You may have been unhappy, and god knows I can understand since she found out how unhappy Sharon has been, but there is a world of difference between what you did and what she is doing now. Now I don't want to interfere between a couple, especially a couple I am hoping to have perverted sex with tonight (that made Sharon giggle) but I think I should explain why Sharon is still so mad. When you did what you did, you took her rights away. You decided you weren't happy, you decided to have sex with someone else, you decided to use your wife as a bolthole when the affair ended. Basically Peter you treated her like a fool. Now you two are starting a new life. You still have your old life, but the new one should build a scaffold of trust and freedom to discuss problems rather than running to the first moist cunt you could find. You cannot apologise for what you did, it doesn't work like that, but you can through your actions show that you are committed to Sharon and that you will give her the freedom to express herself and respect her individuality as a person and not as an add on to your being".

Sharon nodded slowly whilst looking from Steph, to me, to Steph. "I couldn't have put it better myself", she said, and took a sip of her drink.

Two sets of eyes bored into me. As if I didn't feel small enough with the two ladies wearing heels, both of them now taller than me (so glad we were sat down, the image of a naughty schoolboy flashed through my head). "I am trying", I said, "I sometimes don't know if I am doing things correctly to make amends. Sharon you have blossomed and are so much more confident. I'm not sure that slut is the right way to describe yourself though. Exploring your sexuality is not being a slut, and at least you are taking me with you every step of the journey. I am not being deceived and that was the discourtesy I did you. I never stopped loving you, I just guess I didn't love you enough, no not love respect, but that has changed. You could have done all of this behind my back and you haven't. I feel such a swine".

"Halle-fucking-luya, he finally understands", exclaimed Steph clapping her manicured hands, "right enough of this, lets enjoy tonight and by way of a start lets see how you handle this".

I looked confused at Sharon who just grinned at me. Steph put a little black box on the table that she took out of her purse that looked like a small garage door remote. Her delicately painted finger nail pressed the top button and a small red light illuminated at the end of the box. Next she pressed the second button. I couldn't see what was on it, but I fairly quickly found out.

As I watched her repeatedly touch the button a gentle humming vibration came from my backside. A couple more presses and the butt plug in my anus started to pulse with maddening vibrations. Sharon smirked and giggled. Pretty soon the intensity built up to a point that my entire cock and balls felt like they were pressed against an out of balance washing machine of spin dry. A few more presses and I was writhing on the seat. My legs started to shake and I felt as though I was about to piss myself. On and on the vibration went. Beads of sweat broke out on my forehead and my arse muscles began clenching and unclenching. Suddenly without warning, I stifled a cry as I ejaculated uncontrollably into Sharon's panties. On and on the waves of contractions went as the vibrations kept going. I watched through blurry eyes as Steph hit the top button on the remote and the light went out.

As suddenly as it started the vibrations stopped. I almost lay in the chair panting and trying to compose myself.

"I do believe he's made a mess in his pants", Said Sharon.

"Yes I do believe he has", replied Steph.

Both girls dissolved into fits of laughter as I reclined feeling totally spent.

"The first of many tonight", said Sharon, "and don't worry darling, you won't be alone in having giant orgasms tonight".

God what were these two ladies planning? Carry on reading and find out.

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21 weeks ago

Perth

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21 weeks ago

Swindon

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21 weeks ago

Hitchin

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21 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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21 weeks ago

Spain

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21 weeks ago

Wrexham

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21 weeks ago

Keighley

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21 weeks ago

Kings Heath and Estepona

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21 weeks ago

Washington

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

The meal was delicious. The wine flowed and pretty soon we were all nice and relaxed and ready for fun. At times throughout the meal, mostly between courses, but once when I had a mouthful of fork and rare lamb, the butt plug would suddenly vibrate. I had no idea which of the girls had the remote now as both of them sat with sardonic smiles as I squirmed to it's vibrations. Whilst we were eating dessert I felt a hand under the table reaching for my hand and taking it move my fingers to feel a soaking wet pussy with no panties on.

Sharon leaned toward me and whispered "That's right Peter, I'm soaking and ready to be fucked, see my panties are already off, but it won't be your cock I take first". With that she pecked my cheek and carried on eating her sweet.

Steph was perfect. She chatted away amiably about all sorts of topics, but every now and again would slip some sort of kinky sexual idea into the conversation. I had, had my hand on her thigh for a lot of the evening gently drawing circles with my fingers on her stocking tops, but now my hand crept higher. As I did the vibration in my arse hit maximum and I yelped in surprise. "Not yet, don't be too eager", Steph soothed.

As I said earlier, Manchester has a vibrant gay culture and night life and I would like to tell you we sampled it to the max ending with a gangbang in a club, but that would be a lie. Simply by the time we finished eating all three of us were too horny to wait much longer. We did stop in one bar for a drink on the way back to the hotel, but as the sexual tension crackled between us, the drinks remained unfinished as we piled into onto Canal Street to head back.

Steph and Sharon went out the door first and stood against the canal wall as I collected coats and chatted to the doorman. "Looks like they are starting without you", he said nodding at the girls stood behind me.

I turned to look and was greeted by possibly the most erotic sight I have ever seen. Sharon was stood with her leg s apart, but balanced mostly on her left so that her right leg was pointed and fully exposed from foot to hip by the split in her dress. Steph stood slightly to her left, but close enough that she had turned Sharon's head to gain access to her mouth. The girls were eating each others faces as only girls can do. I saw Sharon snake her tongue out and into Steph's mouth as though trying to retrieve her last mouthful of dessert. Steph held Sharon's head with one hand whilst the other was clearly under her dress rubbing her pussy. Sharon was equal to that having pulled the hem of Steph's dress up and was sliding her hand up and down her arse cleft.

I looked back to the doorman and said "I think I'd better get them back to the hotel, before I'm not needed anymore".

"I think you're a bit late, but good luck anyway".

The icing on the cake was delivered by a group of four guys who walked past at that moment and whooped and cheered calling out to the girls with lude suggestions of what they needed to have done to them.

I crossed the street and cleared my throat to get their attention. "What took you so long?" said Sharon, "We thought we would get a little practice in".

"You don't look like you two need any practice", I sniggered.

"Pete, your wife is one fantastic kisser pal", said Steph, which sounded a bit too masculine coming from a gorgeous looking woman, that being a solid reminder that we were about to fulfil my number one fantasy.

We made our way back to the hotel, my arms round both their waists. The conversation was pure filth, Steph telling us both what she would like to do with us. A quick mental analysis suggested to me that we were going to be up nearly all night if we managed even three quarters of her ideas and that didn't even include stuff that I knew Sharon and I would like.

We entered the hotel and headed for the lifts. I suddenly had a thought "Ladies, do we want a bottle of fizz and some waters for the room", I enquired.

"Yes, why not", they responded in unison.

We stopped by the bar and received the shock of the night. The bar staff had changed shift and the face that approached us was not only familiar, but was an Italian girl we had known for years.

"Hi Gina", I said in a surprised tone, "How long have you been here?"

Sharon and I exchanged glances realising this could be awkward as Gina knew some of our family and friends and unless she was very stupid, which we knew she wasn't, could work out exactly what we were up to arriving back with a strawberry blond girl dressed like a whore.

"Buono Sera Senor et senorina", cooed Gina. "I left the other place six months ago. Had enough of the bullshit. Now I here, it's good money and good colleagues and the girlfriends are fantastico".

I wasn't quite sure what she meant by the last part as I knew she had, had a long term boyfriend, so just discounted it as a glitch in her English.

Gina had come from behind the bar by now and hugged me tight as she always did, then looking at Sharon made that face that Italians always do to express approval. She made a quick comment about how good Sharon looked before throwing her arms around her and kissing her full on the lips, a kiss she held a moment too long for a greeting.

Gina is a beauty. She is petite at about 5'2", very slim with dark olive skin and deep brown eyes. Her breasts are surprisingly big for such a small frame and very firm. Her defining feature though is her arse. She has a real bubble bum, but slim so that the curve of her buttocks is accentuated by the slight flare of her hips making each one a perfect hemisphere. It's the type of arse you could just kiss all day long and it is one I had fantasised about fucking many times.

I placed our order with Gina who said she was off shift in about twenty minutes and would we like her to bring it personally to our room. Sharon looked at me, I looked at Steph, we all looked at each other then back to Gina.

"That would be a lovely thing to do", said Sharon.

"You had better bring an extra glass if you are going off shift", I told her.

She giggled and said Ok, as if I had just invited her to lunch or something.

I winked at her as we turned for the lifts and she nodded at Sharon and Steph's retreating backs. She raised her hand slightly making the internationally recognised OK sign and pursed her lips in a kiss, which she blew in the direction of the retreating girls.

I stood for just one second absolutely gobsmacked before quickly following the two gorgeous women I had arrived with. I had missed the lift and Sharon and Steph had already gone up. I called another lift and as I waited the tingle of vibration started in my backside again.

I looked over to Gina who had no idea what sensations were running through my pelvic area, but blew me a kiss and smiled. The lift behind me pinged and I got in my mind awash with dirty thoughts and possibilities. What the heel was going to happen now? I think I was about to find out.

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By *orkiebar51Man
21 weeks ago

Keighley

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By *ature Welsh GuyMan
21 weeks ago

Flintshire

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21 weeks ago

Swindon

Fabulous!

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21 weeks ago

Washington

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21 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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21 weeks ago

Wrexham

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

I exited the lift, the vibration in my anus was driving me mad making me alternatively want to piss myself depending on where I was in my step as the plug bounced against my prostate. My pants felt damp and when I looked down there was a definite wet patch across the front of my trousers. I put my hand in the waistband and as I withdrew my fingers were covered in sticky cum. I have to admit I couldn't resist tasting it, then licking the white jelly off my fingers.

The girls were nowhere to be seen. I took the spare keycard (always get two cards folks, you never know when situations like this present themselves.) out of my pocket and inserted it into the electronic lock on the door. There had been silence in the corridor, but as the door cracked open the sound of gentle moans filled the air. I quickly slipped inside and closed the soundproof door.

What greeted my eyes made me gasp. Sharon lay on her back on the massive super king sized bed. Steph lay on top of her in a classic 69 and both girls were going for the others sex with vigourous passion. Sharon had discarded her dress as had Steph the two garments lying on the floor mimicking the position of the ladies on the bed. Both girls still had shoes and stockings on, but whilst Sharon's were hold-ups it was obvious now Steph's were traditional nylons attached to the crimson coloured corset she/he wore to give him the totally convincing female figure.

I did the throat clearing trick again as I removed my suit jacket and flicked off my shoes. As I undid my belt and trousers, Steph raised her head from devouring Sharon's pussy.

"Nice of you to join us", Steph grinned, "As you can see we started without you again, but I'm sure you'll catch up. Where's the bubbly?"

I explained that Gina would bring it up in a few minutes and that she might be joining us.

"Oh good, the more the merrier".

I heard Sharon's muffled voice from underneath Steph "Shit, do you think she will keep her mouth shut, after all she knows the family".

I responded by telling her that I think Gina has just as much to lose. The hotel has an anti-fraternisation policy for a start and I think Gina has a few secrets herself that she would like to keep, not least being as she has a boyfriend that she is going to have sex with a man, a woman and a crossdresser.

"Transgirl if you don't mind", said Steph. I spent a lot of money to look like this not to be called a crossdresser.

By now I was down to just the panties that Sharon had me wear for the evening and I started to take them off.

"Don't you dare", said the girls together. "Get over here and let me see", said Sharon.

I approached the bed and she reached out a hand to touch me, but it was the material of the panties she was more interested in. Holding the waist, she slipped two fingers inside and swirled them around, she then withdrew and placed the fingers in her mouth.

"Mmmmm, tasty, I like that when most of the liquid has been soaked up and it's just the sperm left, my god that is so sweet", she marvelled.

Steph pulled me to her and pulled the front of the panties down, then leaned over and took my cock all the way into her mouth. "Mmmmm tastes good on his cock too".

The girls untangled themselves and climbed off the bed, one either side of me. Steph reached down and put her hand over the butt plug, pushing it as far in as the flared base would allow, then reaching over to the bedside cabinet picked up the remote. "Sharon kiss your husband", she demanded.

Sharon grasped my head and turned me into her face and proceeded to kiss me as she had been kissing Steph on the street outside. I have to admit they were the sexiest kisses I ever had. I was getting very turned on, but Steph must have seen enough as the intensity of the vibration in my arse suddenly increased to the point my knees started to buckle.

"Enjoying that baby?" Sharon cooed, "We're not sure how much longer the battery will last in the plug so we need it to bring you off again now".

With that she went back to kissing me following me down as my knees finally gave way and I started to slump to the floor. As I went down she grasped my rock solid cock and started to stroke me rapidly from base to head. My whole body started to quiver, my legs were completely independent to the rest of me and were shaking like jellies. The relentless vibrations and the pressure on the butt-plug drove me to the brink, but unlike the last time I came on the plug this time the hand strokes gave a clear indication of my state of orgasm.

"Oh god girls, I'm coming", I screamed.

With that my pelvic muscles contracted violently, my head flew back and my mouth hung open. I felt my heart hammering in my chest as my cock twitched and the first jet of ejaculate shot out of my cock. I felt a warm wet sensation on the end of my cock as Steph ducked her head down and took me just into her mouth and sucked. The sensation overload was immense. My anal muscles were now in spasm along with my pelvic floor muscles, my balls were hard as marbles as I found out as Steph gently massaged them. My whole body tingled with the strength of the orgasm, an orgasm that seemed to go on and on. My whole perception of time, space the girls everything, narrowed down to a single black point that seemed to float in a sea of pearly white light. Sparks went off behind my tightly closed eyelids as the waves of contractions washed through me.

The vibrations in my rectum started to subside slowly, my perception of the room slowly returned and I suddenly became aware I was crying and laughing at the same time. I was still on my knees trying desperately to make sense of what I had just experienced.

Steph and Sharon stood in front of me, smiling down, their long legs in stockings pressing against one another at that moment a sight of total eroticism. Sharon spoke "I guess you never had an orgasm like that before? now you know what a total body big O is. That's what women feel when they ride a huge cock, and you just had the privilege of seeing into my world, you lucky man, but now watch this".

With that Steph squatted down to my face level and slowly opened her mouth. There on her tongue lay a pool of my creamy white cum. She closed her mouth and stood up and turned to face Sharon. Sharon looked at her, then looked down at me and said "Now watch".

With that she took Steph's face in both hands and kissed her deeply. Their tongues were obviously deep in each other's mouths exchanging the semen from Steph's mouth. They kissed for what seemed like ages, but probably wasn't more than a minute, then both girls knelt on the floor next to me and kissed me on the mouth in turn. I could taste my own semen on their tongues and loved every second of it. They went back to kissing each other as I swallowed the deposit that Sharon had pushed into my mouth.

Steph reached around behind me and slowly eased the butt-plug out of my arse. The gape it left felt cold as the air in the room hit it. I sighed in a mixture of relief and pleasure, a strange combination.

"I think we she take a break, don't you two?" said Steph, "We've only just begun and it's going to be a long night".

Sharon nodded in agreement. I was in sensory overload and simply crawled up onto the bed and flopped onto my back letting out a sigh of relief.

Just then there was a gentle tap-tap on the door. "Ah perfect timing", said Sharon, "Shall we have some bubbles?"

You'll have to hang on for the next bit as I'm off for a well earned wank!!!

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21 weeks ago

Perth

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

Spain

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21 weeks ago

Wrexham

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21 weeks ago

Swindon

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21 weeks ago

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21 weeks ago

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

Sharon and I have known Gina for many years, from when she was a student to now a late thirties bundle of power and energy. The fact she looks ten years younger than she is only adds to the allure.

Sharon went to the door and gingerly opened it with just her head showing in the gap.

"Hi Gina", she said sheepishly, "You better come in, but I warn you we're having some fun and I hope we don't shock you".

I heard a muffled comment from the corridor, but couldn't make out what was said.

Steph meanwhile had come to sit on the bed next to me placing her hand on my cock, but otherwise looking every inch a composed sex siren.

Sharon now fully opened the door to allow Gina entry. Gina looked open mouthed at Sharon as she came in, but almost dropped the tray as she took in the view of me lying spread-eagled on the bed with a woman other than my wife holding my cock.

"Mama mia", She exclaimed softly, rapidly looking from Sharon to me and then to Steph who raised a hand to wave and just said "Hi".

Sharon quickly shut the door as she heard voices in the corridor. Stepping forward she put a gentle hand on Gina's shoulder and whispered "Please don't be angry with us, we love playing like this and it keeps our marriage alive".

"I, I am not too shocked", stammered Gina, "it just I see people do this all the time in this hotel (one for the memory bank), but I never think to see you and Senor Peter".

"I know", Sharon replied, "it's a relatively new thing for us too, but we have found out things about ourselves and opened up secrets that we have both kept. If anything it has made us stronger as a couple, by the way this is Steph".

Steph stood up and slowly walked over to Gina, towering over her in her five inch heels. Sharon took the tray from Gina and Steph bent and air-kissed Gina on both cheeks.

Gina looked truly shocked as she saw the stiff cock in Steph's lacey panties. "You are travesti?", she asked.

"Yes, well no I'm a transgirl, I live almost fulltime as a woman and I met these two through a dating site. I'm glad I did as they are lovely, and so are you".

Gina looked like a cornered animal looking for an escape route, but Sharon put a comforting arm around her shoulders and speaking very softly and carefully said "We are still the same Sharon and Pete, but we have found we like to do things most people only dream about, that's the difference, we have made them a reality. Don't you have fantasies?"

Gina relaxed a little and turning to Sharon said, "Yes I have sexy thoughts, but I am not brave enough to do them. Wow, you two are so brave. Is it fun?"

Such an innocent question, so loaded with possibilities. It was Gina though that gave the first signal that she may well want to explore her secret sexual fantasies. A simple gesture, but it opened the doors. As Sharon had her arm round her shoulder drawing her to her side, Gina slipped her arm around Sharon's waist a move that screamed acceptance.

Sharon turned Gina to face her and gently planted a soft kiss directly on Gina's crimson painted lips. "Want to stay and have some prosecco?" she asked.

Gina just nodded, but this time enthusiastically in a much more relaxed manner. "I think I just come bring the drinks and we have some chat for half an hour. Now I think maybe we do more than chat?" she asked in that way that southern Europeans have of making a statement into a question.

"You got it in one darling" answered Sharon, "Now have a seat and enjoy".

As Sharon poured prosecco into four glasses, Steph gently guided Gina to sit next to me, whilst she took her place the other side. I turned to Gina and winked which produced a little giggle. "Would you like me to get some pants on?" I asked Gina, "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable".

Gina reached out a hand and touched my thigh, then my stomach and slide her hand up to my chest over my left pectoral. Suddenly she seemed to make a mental decision and jumped up off the bed. I exchanged a worried glance with Steph and then Sharon, but we needn't have worried as Gina turned in the middle of the room and said, "No please do not cover, I am too dressed, I am back in one moment".

She shot into the bathroom closing the door.

Now I should explain her working uniform was designed to show her curves, the curse of women in hospitality. She wore extremely tight fitted trousers, a tight white blouse and a waistcoat with a deep scoop front that was designed to frame her largish boobs. It was a really provocative sight especially as the blouse was semi-transparent. Sadly she could only wear flat ballet pumps, but one can't have everything. What I do know is that I have fancied Gina for years, I have dreamed long and hard about bending her over and fucking that delicious tight arse. In my dreams I last hours, but I know in reality that I would fill her up within minutes. Sharon has never made much comment about her appearance, which generally she doesn't do with other women, but did once say that Gina was looking lovely and then spent a good solid hour following her with her eyes. I didn't know her bi-leanings at the time, but now it made sense.

Steph spoke for the first time in a while "Wow, she is gorgeous, what a little cracker, those tits and, Oh my, that beautiful arse. I don't think I would ever get tired of fucking her to oblivion".

The door to the bathroom slowly opened. A voice from inside asked if they could come out please sir and madames. We all said yes in unison and the door swung open fully.

Gina stood in the doorway. She had removed her bra and blouse. The fitted trousers were gone too and sat in a neatly folded pile on the toilet seat and along with the other clothing. She advanced slowly into the room to gasps from the three of us. She had kept the waist coat, but only fastened one button so it framed her now naked breasts. Below she wore a skimpy white lace thong that clearly showed her neatly trimmed landing strip, something that had Sharon's undivided attention and I'm sure I saw her lick her lips in anticipation. She wore no stockings, but had a pair of white ankle socks with a lace trim around the top and on her feet the ballet shoes. The overall effect was of a naughty preppy late teenager and she oozed sexual need like a tree oozes sap.

Sharon walked over to her and took her by the shoulders surveying her, "I can do much better with notice", said Gina.

"Shush darling, you look perfect, doesn't she", said Sharon.

Both Steph and I nodded as we sat side by side on the edge of the bed. Steph's hand was on my thigh and at that point moved slowly to grasp my hard cock and begin slowly wanking it.

Sharon looked back to Gina and raised her face with a hand under her chin, "Stunning, simply stunning", she breathed, "I know I have, but I think Peter has too, fancied you for a long time. You are always so perfect and sexy and I just love your love of life and tonight I want to show you".

With that she bent and kissed Gina, but this time it was not just a peck. The women kissed gently at first, but gradually the kisses became more passionate, with soft moans from both girls. Gina reached up and put her arms around Sharon's neck and they really started to go for it literally looking like they were trying to eat each other.

Steph took my glass from my hand and put it along with hers on the bedside table then turning to face me drew me in for a kiss. I realised that was the first real one on one contact we had had all night that didn't involve Sharon.

Steph's kisses were sublime, gentle sucks and nibbles, her electric eel of a tongue probing and licking inside my mouth. I tried to imitate her movements and must have got it right as she moaned softly into my mouth. My hands started to explore her body which was the least male I think I've ever felt. There wasn't a trace of hair anywhere, her waist felt totally feminine thanks to the corset, but the icing on the cake was her now rigid cock that must have been a good seven inches.

I moved down Steph's body taking one of her nipples in my mouth. She groaned and held the back of my head like she would suckling a baby. "Oh my god, that makes me feel so much the woman I wish I was", she gasped.

I carried on sucking her boobs and then started to move lower, but she stopped me. "No darling, tonight right now I want to be your girlfriend, I want you to lick my pussy and then fuck me. For the moment my cock is out of bounds and maybe later you and Steph and Gina can share it".

I came back up to face level and nodded my agreement and then guided her onto her knees. Steph was on it in a flash and positioned herself on the edge of the bed on all fours with her gorgeous arse exposed. I wasted no time and using the flat of my palms parted her buttocks to reveal her puckered hole. I leant forward and gently licked around it, then over it and then pointing my tongue gently flicked the very middle of the ring. Steph was making appreciative noises, so I intensified my efforts dumping masses of saliva on her rosebud and forcing my tongue into her anus. Next I added a finger which made her gasp out loud and she urged me on to get her ready as she wanted ruining.

I think she was over-estimating my ruination abilities, but thanks to the viagra I had earlier and the fact I was horned to the max, I was going to give it a good go.

I grabbed the bottle of lube from the bedside table and squirted a very generous amount onto my cock. Whilst still fingering Steph's hole, but by now using two fingers, I used my other hand to spread the slick liquid over my penis and also to give it time to reach my body heat.

"Ready", I said, but I didn't wait for an answer and lining my cock up placed the head into the slight gape, like an egg in an eggcup. I pushed forward slowly and watched as my bell end disappeared into the pucker, stretching it around my cock. Steph's outer sphincter sat like a pink ring around my cock letting me know that the full thickness was now inside her. I pushed a little more into her, then withdrew an inch before pushing back in again. Steph moaned in pain but that quickly turned to gasps of pleasure as I continued to work myself into her. With just a couple of inches to go, I withdrew almost completely before sliding in one smooth motion all the way in until my balls slapped hers. As I bottomed out, she let out a small cry.

"Oh yes, that feels wonderful, fuck me Peter, please sir, fuck your slut, fuck me hard, I want you to destroy me, ruin me, make me scream, turn me into a whore", the words tumbled like a babbling brook.

I started to fuck her. At first just slowly to make sure we were fully lubed and not going to rip anything, but then I increased the pace. Steph moaned out loud, gasping and panting. The pace was now relentless and I was having difficulty holding my footing, so I put one foot on the bed to give me more leverage. That did it, I slammed into her repeatedly. Faster and faster, the sound of flesh slapping flesh filling the room along with her cries of pure pleasure.

"Oh my god", I yelled "I am going to cum".

"No not yet, I'm almost there keep going a little longer", gasped Steph.

I redoubled my efforts, sweat flying from my forehead and rivulets running down my chest. I gritted my teeth and slammed again and again into her now slack gaping hole.

Steph bucked backwards pushing herself onto me and that did it, I topped the rise and plunged into a powerful orgasm. I felt contraction after contraction pumping sperm into Steph's open arsehole. I return she let out a howl of pleasure and I felt her body convulsing. I put my hand under her just in time to feel hot jets of spunk flowing from the end of her cock, masses of cum filled my palm and started to run between my fingers. My own orgasm was subsiding, so I quickly withdrew for her and flipped her over to jam my mouth down over her still pulsing cock. I sucked hard and another great dollop of cum filled my mouth. I stood up, with Steph watching me and raising the palm full of cum to my lips sucked the pool of jizz into my mouth. She knew what came next and held her arms out to me welcoming me into her embrace and kisses. We snogged like teenagers passing Steph's cum backward and forward between us.

All thoughts of Gina and Sharon were gone from our minds, but we were reminded of there presence when the two girls reached for us. Sharon moved over to kiss Steph and exchange what was left of the snowball, Gina gingerly approached me and wrapping her arms around my neck sighed into a soft gentle kiss tasting Steph on my tongue. I don't know about the others, but years of pent up frustration watching, but mot touching Gina boiled over in that second and I gathered her in my arms and literally made love to her mouth with my tongue. In return she reached for my still semi cock and stroked it hard and fast, the excitement so great I shot a couple of hot streams of cum over her hand. She pulled back looked me in the eyes and slowly and deliberately licked it from her hand before moving back in and kissing me some more.

"Well that was a great start", said Sharon. Lets take a few minutes and then see what we can do next.

I have no idea what Sharon and Gina had done already, my thoughts being somewhat otherwise occupied for the last quarter hour, but as we all sat together sipping prosecco we started to discuss what they had done.

Find out in the next chapter.

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By *inky grandadMan
21 weeks ago

Spain

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21 weeks ago

Hitchin

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21 weeks ago

central Scotland - working all over

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21 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
21 weeks ago

Preston

Thank you for all the comments and encouragement, it really makes writing worthwhile.

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20 weeks ago

Andover

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20 weeks ago

Wrexham

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Preston

Gina and I sat on the hotel chair in the corner of the room. I sat with my legs spread wide letting my anal muscles relax and stop twitching. Gina sat across my lap, one arm draped casually around my shoulders, the other waving a half full glass of prosecco.

Sharon and Steph sat side by side on the edge of the massive bed. They looked like Siamese twins so tightly were they pressed together from shoulder to thigh. Each had an arm behind the other supporting them, but also clearly rest a hand on each others buttock.

Gina was obviously a little overawed by the whole turn of events. "I had no idea that you my friends, the people I love like my mama and papa, were so..." She fought for the word, "Free", she exclaimed.

Sharon replied as she always does and I used my discretion and said nothing, "This is a new thing for us too Gina. This is only our second time and we had no idea you worked here. There are reasons why we are trying this, but mostly it is to save our marriage from collapse after he (she nodded toward me) had an affair. This is our way of working through the personal and sexual issues that lead to it, and also a way for me to get my revenge".

Gina looked at me shocked. I smiled a wane attempt at a smile, but failed miserably, so instead said "It isn't something I'm proud of, and I wish I could take a magic wand and make it go away as it is hard to watch my wife have sex with other people, but we are building something new out of the ruins and frankly, it's exciting".

Gina squeezed my shoulder and said "Everybody makes mistake, but you are both trying to make it good again. Sharon is beautiful and she knows how to pleasure a woman too. She make me cum so hard when you was with Steph, she is good with mouth".

"You are good too", replied Sharon, "and you drank my pussy juices. We had no idea you were bisexual, but glad you are. Are you still with Louis?".

Gina looked sad "No he left with another girl, Italian men!".

"No Gina, all men and all women", Steph remarked "We are all potentially able to cheat or leave for another if the time, circumstance and person is right. There aren't many like Peter and Sharon that want to rebuild and try again".

Sharon turned to Steph and kissed her gently. "I can't believe you understood so quickly what we were doing", she said, "You certainly are a remarkable woman".

With that she kissed Steph again only with a little more passion and it was clear we were ready for the next session of kinky sex.

Steph and Sharon were clearly very much into each other and were very quickly lying on the bed with Steph's head buried between Sharon's widespread thighs. Gentle moans and gasps of pleasure filling the room as Steph sucked and licked Sharon's clitoris whilst pushing two fingers into her to find that wonderful patch of female flesh called the G spot, and it didn't take her long to find it.

Gina and I watched, occasionally glancing at each other watching the lust grow on each others faces. Eventually it proved to much and Gina leaned in and kissed me. The touch of her tongue small and hard darting into my mouth was electric. I pulled her around to face me and had her straddle my hips, my hardening cock pushing up behind her and nestling in between the buttocks of that perfect arse. Her knees were either side of my legs and she raised herself up high over my body making me crane my neck back to kiss under her chin and down her throat. She moaned as I got to the cleft where an man's Adam's Apple would be and looking up I saw her staring down at me.

She lowered her face to the side of my head away from the bed and getting close to my ear whispered, "Mr Peter, you do not know, but this is dream come true. I know you many years, but always like you and I think I am a little in love with you. I like Mama Sharon, but I love you. I think many times of fucking you, of being your girlfriend and you my Papi Pietro. Is that too bad?"

At that point you could have knocked me down with a feather. I went through so many emotions in that few seconds, love, lust, desire, guilt, shame and lastly stone, cold regret. "No it isn't too bad ", I said softly "but it is impossible. I love Sharon, I promised her to make this work again. I love you too Gina, I have wanted to hold you and make love to you for a long time, god I even imagined giving you babies, but it just cannot happen. I am so sorry".

I looked into her crestfallen face a small tear at the corner of one eye. "Well she said if I cannot have you forever, then let me feel you this one time, but with love not because I am a body to fuck".

I kissed her slowly, gently, soft little kisses, her lips, her cheeks, her nose, down her neck. I lightly bit her throat and she gasped out loud.

Sharon and Steph were too far gone. Steph was between Sharon's legs which were wrapped around her back ankles locked and they were clearly engrossed in making love to each other, Steph's cock buried deep in Sharon's pussy.

Gina raised herself up and taking hold of my throbbing cock, guided it forward to her soaking wet sex. "Just this once", she breathed into my ear as she sank slowly taking my shaft in one continuous movement until she bottomed out my cock head pressed hard against her nub of a cervix.

Gina gasped in my ear in pleasure, her head buried in the crook of my shoulder. "Ti amo", she whispered and started to slowly rotate her hips gently grinding herself down onto the root of my cock.

I stroked her back and worked my way down until I had a solid buttock in each hand. I pulled her onto me rhythmically until she got the rhythm and worked with me. "Please Papi, make me feel like your wife, just this time", she pleaded.

"I love you too Gina, let me make you happy, let me fill you with my seed, I want you to know how good it could be", I whispered, not that Sharon would have heard as she was crying out obscenities as Steph ploughed her soaking wet gash.

I leaned forward and then stood up with Gina's tiny frame impaled on my rigid pulsing cock. Turning I lowered her onto the seat of the chair and spread her legs over the low arms. Holding onto the back of the chair I started to drive into her making her moan with increasing volume as hammered into her tight cunt.

Gina gasped and cried out incoherently. Slipping between English and Italian, juices squeezed out from inside her and ran down my balls dripping onto the fabric of the chair. She wrapped her arms around my neck hauling her body up to meet mine, her rock hard nipple and large tits pressing hard against me.

I suddenly became aware of a rising crescendo from the bed as both Sharon and Steph approached and plunged into orgasm. Both roaring out as they climaxed. That was enough for me and as Gina's small body started to shake with her own climax, I felt the first contractions in my balls as I pumped what felt like the biggest load I had ever managed into her. On and on the orgasm went leaving us both twitching, jammed into the chair in a glorious heap of sweaty limbs and satiated bodies.

We all lay like that for quite a few minutes getting our breath back and gathering ourselves together. I was aware of Gina whispering "Thank you", over and over in my ear her kisses light on my neck.

Sharon and Steph were gingerly unwrapping and decoupling themselves. The room stank of raw sex, alcohol and expensive perfume. We all looked at each other and it was obvious that the last efforts had been the final act of the night. Sharon looked exhausted. Steph still looked good, but her face was smeared with her make-up in need of a touch up. Gian lay back in the chair looking at me with a look of total love in her eyes. This was dangerous and not a road that I wanted to go down.

I looked at Sharon and said "Not sure about you love, but I think that last session finished me off".

Sharon nodded in agreement and it was Steph that said, "Guys, that was incredible, I have loved being here with you all, but I think I need to get off".

Gina looked a little disappointed, but agreed that Louis would wonder where she was.

WE all got dressed as best we could. Gina said good-bye first and slipped out of the room, not before giving each of us a hug and a kiss in turn, but finishing with me and unable to resist a hushed "Ti amo" into my ear. That would be another adventure if it happened, which I wasn't sure was a road I wanted to traverse.

Steph hugged us both. "You two are going to be fine", she said, "You are testing your relationship and it seems strong and you are having some amazing sex along the way. I would love to see you both again if I may".

Sharon and I looked at each other and I put my arm around her shoulder, "We would be delighted to play with you again Steph", said Sharon, "Maybe in a few weeks time, you can come to us and spend the night".

I looked at Sharon in shock, we had never discussed bringing anyone into our home, but now she had opened the conversation it was a door that would be hard to shut.

We kissed Steph once more each and then exchanged a group hug before she too slipped from the room and away into the night.

Both of us threw what few bits of clothing we still had on and fell into bed wrapped in each others arms. Sharon looked at me and said, "I'm starting to like this, maybe a bit too much. Are you ok with it still?"

I thought about it for a moment "Yes, yes broadly I am. I still carry guilt, but watching you have fun knowing that it is safe and we know about what each other is doing is helping me understand what you need to get over my infidelity. It is humiliating watching other people give you more pleasure than I can and seeing how willingly you share yourself because you want to and not because you have my permission".

A contemplative look crossed Sharon's face. "We need to discuss this some more, but it's late now, maybe tomorrow".

We kissed and then spooned and fell into a deep sleep, mine filled with dreamy images of Gina's beautiful face whispering "Ti amo Papi Pietro". But that would be a different story.

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Preston

Look out for the next story of Peter and Sharon, Three Nights Away - Sharon's Story.

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By *oppy12Man
20 weeks ago

Swindon

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By *inky grandadMan
20 weeks ago

Spain

Excellent account and definitely looking forward to more 👍🔥🔥

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By *aughtyNikki100TV/TS
20 weeks ago

Doncaster

This is quite possibly the best story I have ever read on here. Can’t wait for more x

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By *hild_of_60 OP   Man
20 weeks ago

Preston

I have just realised there is a glitch in the continuity when I said Gina was worried Louis would wonder where she was as near the begining I told you they had split. Apologies for that. As Gina (not her real name) is a real person, I can confirm her and her longterm bf did actually split up last year and she is indeed single and exploring with other girls.

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By *ral4fun69Man
20 weeks ago

Near Warrington

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By *ark_sentinelCouple
20 weeks ago

Andover

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20 weeks ago

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By *j and c 2Couple
20 weeks ago

mullingar

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By *cott60Man
20 weeks ago

Perth

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