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The Gig Part 2

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By *iloandstitch OP   Couple
4 weeks ago

WYMONDHAM

Hi folks.

We posted a story about a gig a while back.

This is a follow up story to our continuing adventures.

Chapter 1: The Back Seat

The gig had been electric. The four of us spilled out of the venue still buzzing, laughter and adrenaline mixing with the cool night air. Libby, as always, slid behind the wheel of their car, Steve riding shotgun. Cheryl and I claimed the back seat like we usually did, her hand already sliding up my thigh before we’d even pulled out of the car park.

Halfway home, the music from the gig still ringing in our ears, Cheryl turned to me with that hungry look I knew so well. Our mouths met in a deep, messy kiss. Her fingers tugged at my shirt while mine worked open the button of her tight black jeans. She lifted her hips eagerly as I peeled the denim down her legs, taking her black lace knickers with them. The jeans and knickers ended up in a crumpled heap on the floor.

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By *iloandstitch OP   Couple
4 weeks ago

WYMONDHAM

Cheryl spread her legs wide across the back seat, one foot braced against the door, the other resting on my lap. I kissed her hard, swallowing her soft moans as I slid two fingers between her slick folds. She was already soaked. I stroked her slowly at first, then deeper, curling my fingers inside her while my thumb circled her clit.

Steve had been glancing in the rear-view mirror, but soon he couldn’t resist. He twisted around in his seat, eyes dark with lust as he watched my fingers disappear into his friend’s wife.

“Fuck, that looks good,” he muttered.

Without asking, he reached his arm back between the seats. His fingers joined mine, sliding alongside them into Cheryl’s dripping pussy. She gasped into my mouth as both of us filled her, our fingers moving together, stretching her, stroking her inner walls in messy, eager rhythm.

Cheryl’s hips rocked desperately, her breathing ragged. She was so wet I could hear the slick sounds every time our fingers pumped in and out.

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By *aven3Man
4 weeks ago

Stoford

Nice 👍

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By *lderWiserNowMan
4 weeks ago

Kettrin

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By *tephine DommeTV/TS
4 weeks ago

Dublin /Waterford

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By *iloandstitch OP   Couple
4 weeks ago

WYMONDHAM

Libby kept trying to keep her eyes on the road, but after a few minutes she let out a frustrated groan. “Screw this.” She indicated left and pulled the car off the main road into a quiet, tree-lined lay-by, killing the engine.

The moment the car stopped, Libby climbed out, opened the back door, and squeezed in with us. She didn’t waste any time. Cupping Cheryl’s face, Libby kissed her deeply, tongues sliding together while her hand moved down between Cheryl’s spread thighs.

Now three hands were between Cheryl’s legs. Libby’s fingers joined ours, slick and eager. At one point all three of us had at least one finger buried inside Cheryl’s tight, soaking pussy at the same time — stretching her, filling her, rubbing every sensitive spot we could reach.

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By *lderWiserNowMan
4 weeks ago

Kettrin

Yum, sounds terrific

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By *evonFbsCouple
4 weeks ago

East Devon

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By *kpiercedCouple
4 weeks ago

walsall

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By *iloandstitch OP   Couple
4 weeks ago

WYMONDHAM

Cheryl’s moans grew louder, turning into desperate cries against Libby’s mouth. Her whole body tensed, thighs trembling, pussy clenching rhythmically around our combined fingers as a powerful orgasm crashed through her. She came hard, soaking our hands, her back arching off the seat while the three of us kept fingering her through every pulse and shudder.

When she finally collapsed, panting and glowing, the four of us looked at each other, breathless and grinning.

Steve broke the silence first. “Your place is closer… and has the bigger bed.”

Libby laughed softly, still stroking Cheryl’s inner thigh. “Drive to Rob and Cheryl’s. Now.”

I pulled Cheryl’s jeans back up just enough for decency while Libby climbed back into the driver’s seat. The car started again, the atmosphere thick with anticipation.

We all knew the real fun was only just beginning.

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By *iloandstitch OP   Couple
4 weeks ago

WYMONDHAM

Will be posting the next installment later today

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By *iloandstitch OP   Couple
4 weeks ago

WYMONDHAM

Chapter 2: Our Bedroom

The drive to our house felt both endless and far too short. The air inside the car was thick with heat and the unmistakable scent of Cheryl’s arousal. She sat between me and Libby in the back seat now, jeans still undone, cheeks flushed, thighs still slightly parted. Every few minutes one of us would reach over and lazily stroke her slick pussy, keeping her on edge the whole way home.

As soon as we pulled into our driveway, the four of us spilled out of the car and practically ran inside. The front door barely clicked shut before clothes started coming off in the hallway. By the time we reached our bedroom, Cheryl was already naked, Steve had lost his shirt and jeans, and Libby was down to just her black bra and thong.

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