FabSwingers.com forum: A fantasy

By *ust Oral OP Man
over a year ago

Mattishall

It was a dark night; the rain was sleeting down as I stepped from the office and hurried to my car. The sharp summer rainstorm had taken everybody by surprise. The bright sunlight day had turned into a dark dismal evening. The streetlights reflected back of the puddles and I could hear the water rushing down the gutters and tumbling into the storm drains. The short journey was enough to have me drenched and I felt sorry for those of my colleagues who had the long wait by the bus-stop across the road I hurriedly climbed into my car and slowly edged out into the evening rush of traffic. I was slowly driving along when a bright flash of lightning lit the sky; the car shook as the pressure wave hit it and the noise of a thousand fireworks exploded in my head. I quickly noticed that every light in the high street had gone out; the towns main thoroughfare had gone from bright-lit shops displaying the latest must haves to dark hidden shadows. Up ahead I could see the dark silhouette of a figure standing by the pavement waiting for a bus. The cars ahead of me were too intent on getting home to bother with the poor unfortunates caught outside. I saw two cars steam past through the deep puddles that were forming in the overstretched gutters; one car so close to the edge that it sent a wall of water up and over an already cold and miserable person. I slowed to ensure I did not repeat the process. The figure turned towards me and, in the headlights of my car, I saw her face, it was Kathy, a woman from the HR department upstairs, I had seen her about the building and had spoken to her once or twice she was in her mid to late thirties but looked much younger she had a great figure and real model legs. I liked to stand and watch her walk, poetry in motion it was. Long golden hair matted by the falling rain clung to a pale face. Her figure was hidden under a short jacket that just reached to her waist. It was from there on that the view took my breath away. She had on a short summer skirt which exposed her long legs to their best advantage. However, the lack of umbrella and longer rain jacket and the soaking she had just received had turned the fabric into a wet teacloth that clung to her thighs, accentuating their shape and the soft but muscular tone. Kathy was on the verge of tears and I quickly pulled into the side of the road and opened the door. "Hop in Kathy" I shouted, she bent down to see who it was, smiled weakly when she saw me and quickly got into the car. The skirt was clinging so tightly to her now that she could not straighten it up and it gathered almost to her waist. I had a view of tanned flesh stretching above the tops of shimmering fine denier stockings. The thin straps of a suspender belt stretched back under the skirt. Kathy must have heard my gasp for she turned to look at me to ask if I was ok. I could do no more than nod. "Where to my lady? " I asked. She told me she lived a few miles out of town but if I could drop her off near the park and ride on the outskirts of town she could get a taxi to pick her up there. "Nonsense," I replied it's not that far out of my way I'll take you home." She began to protest but I cut her of "No Kathy it's sorted." I switched on the interior light and reached over onto the back seat and rummaged in my sports bag. I pulled out a small towel and passed it to her. "Here, dry yourself off. The towel's clean, I was supposed to be playing squash tonight but my mate cried off and it was too late to organise another partner." She quickly towelled her hair and face dry then moved towards her legs, it was at this point she realised how much flesh she was showing and went bright red. She struggled to pull the skirt straight but only succeeded in bundling it up even more and now everything was in view and I was rewarded with a glimpse of pale lilac underwear pulled tightly to a swollen pubic mound, I guessed she did not follow the latest trends of depletion for I saw pale golden hairs edging under the edge of her briefs. I quickly turned off the light; More to hide my rising erection than Kathy's embarrassment. Nothing was said and we set off; I heard a little shuffling around but, because of the darkness I could not see anything and thought it only Kathy finally getting her skirt sorted. It took about 15 minutes to reach Kathy's', when we got there she invited me in for a coffee "The least I can do for my shining knight she added." As she stepped up to her porch the intruder light came on and I could see what had caused the shuffling. Kathy had discarded her skirt and now used my towel as a substitute. And it was an even shorter skirt than those she normally used. In her hand she held her wet and crumpled skirt and a pair of dark stockings. Her bare legs glistened in the reflection from the pools of rainwater lit by the porch lamp and seemed to emphasise her shimmy as she darted to unlock the front door. Kathy lived in a small flat conversion in an old Victorian terraced house. The front door let into a small hallway but, I could see nothing beyond the faint pool of light cast by the porch lamp outside. I heard Kathy flick the switch and then curse as the lights failed to come on. She flicked the switch a number of times but to no avail. "What powers the outside light," I asked as that had come on so power was there. "Oh it holds a charge," replied Kathy "so that it always works and is independent of the house mains except for charging." Kathy opened another doorway and led me into what I presumed was her flat. She guided me to a seat and said "Wait there a moment while I get changed. " I sensed her move away and I heard a light creak as she entered what I presumed to be her bathroom. She had left the door ajar so we could speak as she changed. We had barely started our conversation when the lights came back on again. Slowly my eyes adjusted to the room, it was small but well decorated and was full of the usual female knick-knacks. "I won't be long," I heard Kathy call. I looked towards the sound and sat opened mouthed.

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over a year ago

good start!

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By *et_me_take_controlMan
over a year ago

Manchester

'the latest trends for depletion' is my new favourite phrase!!

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By *ust Oral OP Man
over a year ago

Mattishall

Kathy had not gone into the bathroom; she had in fact gone straight to her bedroom and through the open door I could see her reflection in a mirror. At first, I looked away not wanting to be the Peeping Tom; however my eyes were drawn back to her reflection. She had her back to me but I could see that she was naked, I watched as she dried herself with my towel, rubbing herself between her legs pulling the soft material across her pussy, "Oh jeez !" I though to myself, I will not wash that again not for as long as her scent remains upon it. The she bent forward as she rubbed the towel down her legs and I was rewarded with the site of a wondrous bum; tight crack and beautiful small rosebud entrance. She straightened up and reached into and pulled out a tiny pink suspender belt which she deftly clipped around her waist, next the panties, small silky French boxer type shorts in a matching shade of pink. As she fitted the matching bra I could see from the side view that she had fine firm breasts that belied her age. They were round and firm, the nipples' colour was but two shades darker than the surrounding material. I was mesmerised, but still the treats came, she picked up a pair of stockings and sat on the edge of the bed, kicking on leg high in the air she slowly unrolled the hose down her leg. She took time, adjusting them as they slid up her legs. A fold here, pulling at a slight wrinkle here. She seemed to need forever to pull them on. I however was not deterred and drank in every action every millisecond of time I had been afforded. Once she was happy with the initial fit she stood and twisted left and right, watching her own reflection, running a hand over her bum cheeks and squeezing them lightly. I watched as her other hand went to her breast and began to massage it. Slowly she lifted the breast from within the bra cup. Her fingers trace a lazy circle around the already puckered and hard aureole. I feel my hand stray to my cock hard and swollen; I rub myself lightly outside my trousers feeling the cock expanding and stretching beneath my touch. I look towards the doorway again and have to do double take for there is Kathy, still in her underwear, her breasts out the teats swollen and deep purple. However, what has caused me to look twice is that I can now see a man kneeling at her feet his face buried into her pussy mound, his hands caressing her soft silken legs. Kathy's head is tilted back, her eyes closed and her mouth open. I can see her tongue lapping at her lips as her enjoyment builds with her at her lovers touch. His fingers dance over her thighs, his tongue licks the soft flesh above the stocking top, worming its way under the taut suspender straps before trailing back to the soft mound of pubic hair. I throw caution to the wind and ease my hardness from within my trousers; it springs out the sight of Kathy and her lover, bringing me an erection that I have not had since I was a twenty year old. Slowly I stroke myself, my eyes watching the action in the mirror. Kathy's lover has removed her knickers. I watch as she kicks them of, her legs high in the air as though a member of the Follies Berger dance troupe in the middle of the can-can routine. Unlike the Follies however, where the audience is treated to a glimpse of white frilly panties, I am rewarded with the briefest flash of glistening pink pussy hole. Oh, how I wish I had the nerve to touch that, to taste it to slide a finger slowly in that would be enough to send me to heaven. The man whoever he was, was doing all of that and more, he was massaging her breasts now scraping at the nipples nipping them, lightly at first then under her frantic instructions harder and harder. He pulled her towards the bed, I was about to lose sight of them when Kathy looked directly at me in the mirror smiled and beckoned me forward.

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By *ust Oral OP Man
over a year ago

Mattishall

I needed no second invitation and moved into the room. "Michael," she whispered, "I am glad you picked me up tonight, you don't know how many times I have tried to get you interested in me and now here you are!" I was amazed "You mean this was a set-up?" "Yes," she replied, "The storm was a lucky break that helped, but we had planned to get you here tonight one way or the other." "We?" I repeated, "Who is the we?" "Michael, meet my husband Mike," said Kathy indicating the man who I had been watching a few moments before. The man stuck out a hand, "Nice to meet you Michael, we hope you enjoyed the show?" "If that cock is anything to go by lover I think Michael is still enjoying it." Kathy giggled as she took my still erect cock in her hand and gave it a soft tug. "Michael, we like to perform in front of people, you can touch, or taste but no penetration, if you want to cum you can do it over me if you like. Is that okay?" Kathy's voice barely penetrated my skull as I was still in shock over the outcome of things this evening and did not believe what was happening. I half expected to wake up and find myself in my bed at home" "Michael." Kathy's voice was more insistent now "Are you happy to abide by our rules?" "Bloody hell yes!" was all I could reply. Mike smiled and led Kathy back to the bed. Slowly he opened her up, with his mouth, with his tongue and with his fingers; one, two, three, four fingers slid inside her, Mike's thumb pressing up against her clitty massaging it with each forward push of his hand. Kathy's labia opened like a small flower welcoming the morning sun , and like the petals of such a flower they glistened with a soft coating of honey dew. Mike bent his head slowly towards the opening and lapped at the slow stream that dribbled from Kathy down her bum crack to drip onto the soft white linen sheets spreading into a small dark pattern which grew larger as Kathy's pussy got wetter and wetter. I watched as Kathy slipped two of her own fingers into her hole and when she removed them I could see the wet thick coating of her upon them. She smiled and offered me her fingers, I needed no second bidding and leant forward my tongue initially hesitant as I acquired her taste and savoured it. Then I took both fingers into my mouth sucking them greedily licking clean the coating that clung to them and reluctantly releasing them when I could taste no more. She took my cock and rubbed it along her silk clad legs, the feeling was electric as it bounced over her hard thighs; the muscles taught the skin firm and toned. When I came to the stocking tops Mike whispered "Do you want to fuck her stocking?" I could do no more than nod weekly. They quickly positioned themselves so that I could slide my cock under the suspender straps and under the soft folds of her stocking tops. My cock jerked as an electric charge passed through me. I could feel the smooth hardness of her leg while at the same time the soft silky sensation of real silk stocking trapping my cock Mike was knelt by Kathy's head and I watched as she kissed his hard cock that he held but a millimetre away from her mouth. Gradually, she took the cock deep into her throat and sucked him. I could see his cock head bouncing from cheek to cheek as she chewed and tongue lashed him. His eyes were closed tight, his fingers once more penetrated Kathy, this time there was no gentle approach and his actions shadowed the efforts he was putting in to Kathy's mouth. I started to rock backwards and forwards, the cold silky smoothness of the stocking tops contrasting with the warm, slightly sticky feel of her skin. I soon realised that the stickiness was coming from me as my cock was leaking pre-cum which was dropping onto Kathy's leg I began to speed up, to match Brian's tempo but I felt unable to continue for much longer and whispered to Kathy to that effect; hang on she moaned hang on, I want you to cum with Mike and I together. I nodded meekly and went back to concentrating on other things. I heard Kathy begin to moan, softly a first like the first whimpering of a puppy-dog. Then with more vigour, as the initial waves of her orgasm began deep in her stomach. By the time the orgasm was coursing through her body setting her breasts and pussy on fire she was screaming like a banshee, a woman possessed. It was too much for me and I let go my cock squirting cum juice up inside the stocking tops and into the stockings themselves Kathy reaches down and rubs her hand over the warm sticky pool massaging it into her skin. Finally Mike cums, he gives a grunt and blasts his hips forward, he must have cum loads for I watch the white sticky juices dribble from the corner of Kathy's mouth as she struggles to contain it. All three of us collapse in a huge heap of arms, legs, cocks, pussy and nipples.

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