waited for Sandy for 30 minutes. We were supposed to meet at an Adult Theater to see a movie that was supposed to be a real turn-on. We sometimes like to do that as a prelim for having a little fun between us ourselves.
Typical Sandy, she probably was hooked up with some guy, giving him her all. More than one guy has told me, "She is one helluva fuck!" With an assessment like that the word really spreads. I really don't mind because when her tongue is on my clit, I think of nothing else. Her response to me, if I complain, is, "Shit, they say the same thing about you." She knows I like to hear that, so she gets away with all her hookups.
I finally gave up waiting for her, and as I was here, I bought a ticket and made my way into the darkened theater. I could hardly see a thing, but those whose eyes had adjusted to the darkness got a good look at me. I sat down and adjusted my skirt to make for easy access. Sandy and I sometimes get ourselves off going to these hot films. This one called, "Loving Someone New" was about two married women finding each other and eventually being together permanently. I guess Sandy and I were in that same situation and wondered how the filmmaker worked out the story to compare to ours.
I had set my purse on the floor next to my feet, and it was a good thing I did as a man sat down next to me. He asked, "Do you mind? I hope you don't." I thought with all seats available, this man has more on his mind than this movie. I was enjoying the film, especially the part where the ladies first encountered their first kiss, and I remembered Sandy and mine. I must have made some kind of noise of appreciation.
"Does that turn you on?" he asked. I didn't know what fucking business it was of his, so I said nothing. As the movie progress, the ladies got more involved after a lengthy discussion of how far they should go.
"If you are of that way, I have a young wife who would like to find out all about it."
At first, I didn't believe him, wondering if he was setting me up to sleep with him.
"I will not be involved only to watch. I am allowing my wife to find out as a birthday present. My name is Al."
"How old is she, Al?"
"Twenty-one."
"Kind of young for you, Al, isn't she?
After too much noise and complaints, he suggested we go back to the lobby to discuss it. I was curious and followed him back to the lobby. In the light, Al was close to my age and quite handsome. Even if I was being bullshitted, going with him, I couldn't lose either way. I told him my name, and he got right into it.
"Look, Carol, I married a young one, way too young for me. She has a wild streak in her and wants to experiment. I put up with all the teenage boys hitting on her, and even some old guy got in her pants. When she wanted to be with another woman, I told her I would handle it. I want an experienced woman to show her the right way.
"So Al, her pussy has never felt the lips of a woman?"
"I don't think so. I eat her all the time, but it is not the same if you know what I mean."
"Al, I understand completely."
"Carol, would you be willing to do it? I would be willing to pay you."
"No payments necessary. If your wife is hot as you say she is, I will welcome a chance with her."
We set a date, and he gave me his address. I never went back into the movie, and neither did Al. I was so horny that if he asked, I would have slept with him. I think he had his hands full keeping up with the young one.
I rang the bell of the address Al gave me. The door opened, and there was a petite little doll who reminded me of Tinkerbell. To this day, I don't know her name, but I called her Tink. She apparently liked the nickname. Dressed in short shorts and a cropped top. The bottom of the top just covered her nipples, and the bottom of her breasts was exposed. I did admire what was revealed because she carried a lot on her chest.
"Carol? Are you the lady, my hubby, was telling me about?
"In the flesh."
"Al needs a course in describing hot women. I did not expect the likes of you. Saying, in the flesh, is an understatement. I think you are one cool mamma. Would you like something to drink?"
"That would be nice. Is Al here?"
I watched her walk away from me to lead me to the kitchen for the drinks. That cute ass of hers swung from side to side, and the shorts will brief enough to show the cheeks of her ass. Tink was hot. The drink was vodka and some type of mix. It was potent. My Tink then proceeded to light up a joint, took a drag, and offered it to me. I took a hit.
"Al is not here right now, but he should be back soon."
When I returned her smoke, I left my hand softly on hers. I turned her hand over and softly rubbed her palm with my finger. She got the message. We both were sitting on bars stools at her kitchen counter. When she leaned over to get a napkin for a wet spot on the counter, her cropped top showed more than it should have. No wonder Al was nuts over this little doll, and if she fucked as good as he said she did, I understand why he let her do whatever she wanted. I liked it when she laughed, and she would throw her head back as her body leaned back, the cropped top no longer hid her nipples. Tink had pink soft-looking nipples. I would have loved to touch them, but there was a time for that.
I wasn't sure whether it was the booze, the smoke, or the little vixen herself was making my panties soaked. I excused myself to use the bathroom. I took off the wet panties and threw them in their hamper. Sort of a sovereign of the day for them. I adjusted my wrap-around skirt higher because I was going to flash bare pussy to Tink. The minute I slid back on to the barstool, with the expression on her face, I knew she had a good look. I rubbed the side of her arm and told her what beautiful skin she had. I am sure it was a deliberate move, but she quickly turned, and I found my hand on her breast. Without hesitation, I lifted the cropped top and exposed all of her lovely breasts. God, was this little thing built and so sexy. I finally gave in to my wants and kissed her. Her hands went right to my boobs. I could feel her unbuttoning my blouse. The blouse was removed, and I sat there in my bra. She kissed me, and I felt her hand unhooking my bra. I was soon as bare as she was. She startled me with a question out of nowhere.
"Carol, did you fuck my Al?"
"I wanted to, but I didn't"
"Too bad, he has enough between his legs for any woman to crave."
Hearing that I was sorry, I didn't tempt Al more than I did. I heard a noise behind me, I turned, and there stood Al admiring two bare-breasted women in his kitchen. I was sure he saw Tink many times, but it was his first glimpse of me. The way he stared, I think he liked what he saw. I faced him as I sat on the stool and uncrossed my legs. Now Al saw everything I had. His wife said, "Go ahead, Al, touch it."
I said, "Yes, Al, go ahead and touch it if you want."
"No, Carol, this is my wife's party, and I want her to touch you there."
Tink's eyes sparkled as she reached under my skirt and felt my pussy begging for usage. She had a nice touch, and Al was getting excited by the bulge in his pants. Tink and I both stood as the last pieces of clothing were removed. I was standing in heels and Tink was still in her sandals. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Do you think your husband would let me eat you?" She grabbed my hand and led me to their bedroom. Not to miss a thing, Al followed.
Al watched as I spread his wife's legs and lay my face on her soft pussy. It only took a few kisses on her pussy lips to start her moaning. When I sucked a little bit on her clit, she really started being noisy. I didn't know what Al was doing, but with my ass in the air, I guess it was too much of a temptation for him. I felt him penetrate me, and I hadn't felt anything that big in a long time. We all didn't cum together, but by god, it was pretty close. Al grunting, Tink screaming, and me per usual calling any man fucking me a motherfucker. It was good. I kept at Tink, and I did get her to cum again. When she finished, she asked, "Carol, can I do that to you?
"I thought you would never ask."
That cute face buried in my cunt felt so good. Tink needed practice eating pussy, but she gobbled Al's cum out of my cunt. The little bitch was a hot one. After I came and believe me it was still a good one, she asked, "Carol, would you let Al fuck you again? I would like to watch it. Not only did I want him to, as a little sideshow I sucked his cock in front of her. That cute little thing actually clapped. When I had Al in my mouth, she sucked my tits. She was much better at that then eating pussy, but I assumed she would become an expert at that very quickly. Al mounted me and fucked me for all he was worth. He came in me once again. I didn't cum, but I liked how much he filled me up with his cock.
The three of us finally just lay there. I was kissing both of them as I felt his big one and her little but robust body. When Al's cell jingled, he answered and said to us, "We got to get dressed we got company." There was a scurry of activity. Al and I were putting our clothes on, but Tink was putting on a dress and not the shorts and cropped blouse. Not sure who was coming, but it was suspicious.
I walked into the living room to cheers and applause. At least twenty people were seated around the room, looking at me. A large flat-screen TV was hanging on the wall, A picture of the bed I just left was on the screen. I finally realized music was playing.
"Welcome to "Will You Fuck My Wife" a reality show for those who like to watch. I am Al Bigballs, your host. How about that Carol. Quite the lady with the most. She would be welcome in anybody's bed!"
I could not believe it. I wanted to crawl in a hole and never come out.
My alarm clock buzzed. Time to get ready for work. It was Tuesday, and I had to go in early. My boss has his needs. I lay there for a while, and then I feel Sandy's long tongue on my mound. I slowly opened my legs and let her have her way. Dreams are fun, but the real thing is incredible!
I waited for Sandy for 30 minutes. We were supposed to meet at an Adult Theater to see a movie that was supposed to be a real turn-on. We sometimes like to do that as a prelim for having a little fun between us ourselves.
Typical Sandy, she probably was hooked up with some guy, giving him her all. More than one guy has told me, "She is one helluva fuck!" With an assessment like that the word really spreads. I really don't mind because when her tongue is on my clit, I think of nothing else. Her response to me, if I complain, is, "Shit, they say the same thing about you." She knows I like to hear that, so she gets away with all her hookups.
I finally gave up waiting for her, and as I was here, I bought a ticket and made my way into the darkened theater. I could hardly see a thing, but those whose eyes had adjusted to the darkness got a good look at me. I sat down and adjusted my skirt to make for easy access. Sandy and I sometimes get ourselves off going to these hot films. This one called, "Loving Someone New" was about two married women finding each other and eventually being together permanently. I guess Sandy and I were in that same situation and wondered how the filmmaker worked out the story to compare to ours.
I had set my purse on the floor next to my feet, and it was a good thing I did as a man sat down next to me. He asked, "Do you mind? I hope you don't." I thought with all seats available, this man has more on his mind than this movie. I was enjoying the film, especially the part where the ladies first encountered their first kiss, and I remembered Sandy and mine. I must have made some kind of noise of appreciation.
"Does that turn you on?" he asked. I didn't know what fucking business it was of his, so I said nothing. As the movie progress, the ladies got more involved after a lengthy discussion of how far they should go.
"If you are of that way, I have a young wife who would like to find out all about it."
At first, I didn't believe him, wondering if he was setting me up to sleep with him.
"I will not be involved only to watch. I am allowing my wife to find out as a birthday present. My name is Al."
"How old is she, Al?"
"Twenty-one."
"Kind of young for you, Al, isn't she?
After too much noise and complaints, he suggested we go back to the lobby to discuss it. I was curious and followed him back to the lobby. In the light, Al was close to my age and quite handsome. Even if I was being bullshitted, going with him, I couldn't lose either way. I told him my name, and he got right into it.
"Look, Carol, I married a young one, way too young for me. She has a wild streak in her and wants to experiment. I put up with all the teenage boys hitting on her, and even some old guy got in her pants. When she wanted to be with another woman, I told her I would handle it. I want an experienced woman to show her the right way.
"So Al, her pussy has never felt the lips of a woman?"
"I don't think so. I eat her all the time, but it is not the same if you know what I mean."
"Al, I understand completely."
"Carol, would you be willing to do it? I would be willing to pay you."
"No payments necessary. If your wife is hot as you say she is, I will welcome a chance with her."
We set a date, and he gave me his address. I never went back into the movie, and neither did Al. I was so horny that if he asked, I would have slept with him. I think he had his hands full keeping up with the young one.
I rang the bell of the address Al gave me. The door opened, and there was a petite little doll who reminded me of Tinkerbell. To this day, I don't know her name, but I called her Tink. She apparently liked the nickname. Dressed in short shorts and a cropped top. The bottom of the top just covered her nipples, and the bottom of her breasts was exposed. I did admire what was revealed because she carried a lot on her chest.
"Carol? Are you the lady, my hubby, was telling me about?
"In the flesh."
"Al needs a course in describing hot women. I did not expect the likes of you. Saying, in the flesh, is an understatement. I think you are one cool mamma. Would you like something to drink?"
"That would be nice. Is Al here?"
I watched her walk away from me to lead me to the kitchen for the drinks. That cute ass of hers swung from side to side, and the shorts will brief enough to show the cheeks of her ass. Tink was hot. The drink was vodka and some type of mix. It was potent. My Tink then proceeded to light up a joint, took a drag, and offered it to me. I took a hit.
"Al is not here right now, but he should be back soon."
When I returned her smoke, I left my hand softly on hers. I turned her hand over and softly rubbed her palm with my finger. She got the message. We both were sitting on bars stools at her kitchen counter. When she leaned over to get a napkin for a wet spot on the counter, her cropped top showed more than it should have. No wonder Al was nuts over this little doll, and if she fucked as good as he said she did, I understand why he let her do whatever she wanted. I liked it when she laughed, and she would throw her head back as her body leaned back, the cropped top no longer hid her nipples. Tink had pink soft-looking nipples. I would have loved to touch them, but there was a time for that.
I wasn't sure whether it was the booze, the smoke, or the little vixen herself was making my panties soaked. I excused myself to use the bathroom. I took off the wet panties and threw them in their hamper. Sort of a sovereign of the day for them. I adjusted my wrap-around skirt higher because I was going to flash bare pussy to Tink. The minute I slid back on to the barstool, with the expression on her face, I knew she had a good look. I rubbed the side of her arm and told her what beautiful skin she had. I am sure it was a deliberate move, but she quickly turned, and I found my hand on her breast. Without hesitation, I lifted the cropped top and exposed all of her lovely breasts. God, was this little thing built and so sexy. I finally gave in to my wants and kissed her. Her hands went right to my boobs. I could feel her unbuttoning my blouse. The blouse was removed, and I sat there in my bra. She kissed me, and I felt her hand unhooking my bra. I was soon as bare as she was. She startled me with a question out of nowhere.
"Carol, did you fuck my Al?"
"I wanted to, but I didn't"
"Too bad, he has enough between his legs for any woman to crave."
Hearing that I was sorry, I didn't tempt Al more than I did. I heard a noise behind me, I turned, and there stood Al admiring two bare-breasted women in his kitchen. I was sure he saw Tink many times, but it was his first glimpse of me. The way he stared, I think he liked what he saw. I faced him as I sat on the stool and uncrossed my legs. Now Al saw everything I had. His wife said, "Go ahead, Al, touch it."
I said, "Yes, Al, go ahead and touch it if you want."
"No, Carol, this is my wife's party, and I want her to touch you there."
Tink's eyes sparkled as she reached under my skirt and felt my pussy begging for usage. She had a nice touch, and Al was getting excited by the bulge in his pants. Tink and I both stood as the last pieces of clothing were removed. I was standing in heels and Tink was still in her sandals. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Do you think your husband would let me eat you?" She grabbed my hand and led me to their bedroom. Not to miss a thing, Al followed.
Al watched as I spread his wife's legs and lay my face on her soft pussy. It only took a few kisses on her pussy lips to start her moaning. When I sucked a little bit on her clit, she really started being noisy. I didn't know what Al was doing, but with my ass in the air, I guess it was too much of a temptation for him. I felt him penetrate me, and I hadn't felt anything that big in a long time. We all didn't cum together, but by god, it was pretty close. Al grunting, Tink screaming, and me per usual calling any man fucking me a motherfucker. It was good. I kept at Tink, and I did get her to cum again. When she finished, she asked, "Carol, can I do that to you?
"I thought you would never ask."
That cute face buried in my cunt felt so good. Tink needed practice eating pussy, but she gobbled Al's cum out of my cunt. The little bitch was a hot one. After I came and believe me it was still a good one, she asked, "Carol, would you let Al fuck you again? I would like to watch it. Not only did I want him to, as a little sideshow I sucked his cock in front of her. That cute little thing actually clapped. When I had Al in my mouth, she sucked my tits. She was much better at that then eating pussy, but I assumed she would become an expert at that very quickly. Al mounted me and fucked me for all he was worth. He came in me once again. I didn't cum, but I liked how much he filled me up with his cock.
The three of us finally just lay there. I was kissing both of them as I felt his big one and her little but robust body. When Al's cell jingled, he answered and said to us, "We got to get dressed we got company." There was a scurry of activity. Al and I were putting our clothes on, but Tink was putting on a dress and not the shorts and cropped blouse. Not sure who was coming, but it was suspicious.
I walked into the living room to cheers and applause. At least twenty people were seated around the room, looking at me. A large flat-screen TV was hanging on the wall, A picture of the bed I just left was on the screen. I finally realized music was playing.
"Welcome to "Will You Fuck My Wife" a reality show for those who like to watch. I am Al Bigballs, your host. How about that Carol. Quite the lady with the most. She would be welcome in anybody's bed!"
I could not believe it. I wanted to crawl in a hole and never come out.
My alarm clock buzzed. Time to get ready for work. It was Tuesday, and I had to go in early. My boss has his needs. I lay there for a while, and then I feel Sandy's long tongue on my mound. I slowly opened my legs and let her have her way. Dreams are fun, but the real thing is incredible!
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