AUTHOR = TekKavlin
E-MAIL = withheld
| AUTHOR's NOTE - This is the first episode in a real, albeit slightly embellished series of events. Needless to say, I have a very happy hubby. ;) |
I see you across the dance floor, dancing in front of my husband and his lead guitarist who are both competing for your attention. I watch you turn on the band and those around you, simply moving with the rhythms of good old rock and roll. The music thumps as I walk across the bar to join you in front of the stage. You grin at me and turn your attention back to the band. We dance side by side for a while, you picking your band member for the night, me laughing at the guitar players shoving each other to get a better look down your blouse.
When the band takes a break my husband jumps down and puts an arm around both of us, leading us away before the guitarists can take their instruments off. He smiles at me, raising an eyebrow, and I nod. That one small gesture and response is all that is needed for two people who know each other as well as we do. Then all of our combined attentions are focused on seducing you. I ask you what you would like to drink and he listens and goes to get your order, leaving us alone at a table in the corner for a minute. I ask what you think of the band, your reply is to ask which members are single. I laugh and say that all of them are married or have girlfriends who are here. You sigh and comment that it doesn't surprise you, eyeing my smiling husband as he descends on us with our drinks.
While you take a sip of your drink, I comment that the lead singer is available, though, for a price. You eye me suspiciously, knowing that I am talking about the man sitting next to us holding my hand.
"What price?" you ask, looking again at my long-haired musician.
He grins the Cheshire cat's grin and says that we only play as a team. As what we are proposing sinks in he reaches for your hand and kisses it, smiles at you again and heads back to the stage for the next set. I turn to watch his great ass walk toward the stage and your next move catches me completely off guard. I am used to being the aggressor in these situations and when you laugh and run your hand up my thigh it takes me a minute to switch gears. Your comment is that if that is the only price then you will be getting a bargain.
We finish our drinks just as a great 80s song starts and I grab your hand and we walk together to the dance floor. The band grins -- knowing grins -- at us, trying to avoid the stone-faced stares from wives and girlfriends who don't approve as we begin dancing in front of the stage again. Only this time the guitarists are stumbling into each other because of the show we proceed to put on together. Near the end of the fourth song I know we are getting too outrageous when hubby catches my eye and nods toward the stone-faced group which now includes the bar owner. I pull you off the dance floor and ask if you would like to wait for him at our house. With a quick "I never thought you'd ask" smile you head for the door.
We are alone in the house. He is not home yet. We are discussing things we like and dislike. I mention that I love having my hair brushed. You ask where my brush is and, standing behind me, start to brush my hair in long slow strokes. I purr and arch back so you can make each stroke even longer. My shirt falls open a little and you can see the insides of my breasts. You put the brush down and start massaging my shoulders, working towards my breasts.
I unbutton my shirt, moving the material out of your way, and take your hands in mine hastening their downward movement, wrapping them around my breasts. I reach backward over the chair and slide my hands under your shirt to your breasts and begin teasing your nipples through your bra.
After a bit, I stand and move you in front of the chair and proceed to slide your shirt and bra off then take your nipples in my mouth and hands, licking, nibbling, and lightly pinching until your nipples are so sensitive that you are moaning. I take your pants off and massage your clit through the material of your underwear, enjoying the fact that you are soaking wet. You stand me up and take my clothes off and remove the rest of yours, then we move together in a long embrace, enjoying the feeling of our bodies rubbing together.
He walks through the door smiling as we stand there and asks if he is still invited. We move to make room for him and he suggests we head to the bedroom as the bed will be more comfortable than the couch for three people. When we get to the bedroom he strips and there is no doubt that he is aroused by the action that he witnessed. We tell him to sit in the chair and enjoy the show.
I lay you back on the bed and slowly lick my way down your body, stopping at your breasts and nipping the insides of your elbows. I reach your hips and nibble and lick the sensitive skin just above your legs, then continue down to your knees. I roll you over licking and blowing softly on the backs of your knees. Before I start to move back up your body, I stop and run my nails over the soles of your feet with just enough force to send shivers up your body without tickling you too much. I then run my nails lightly up the backs of your legs, over your butt, up your spine and into your hair. You arch your back as my fingers pass up your spine and moan when I bite down lightly on the junction of your neck and shoulder and slide my hand between your legs and into your wet pussy at the same time. My fingers slide inside of you then use your wetness to rub your clit. I nibble on your ears and whisper to you that I love how wet you are.
I roll you over again and pull you on top of me in a 69 position, pulling you down to me so I can taste you and tease your clit with my tongue. When you lower your head and taste me I arch to you and moan loudly. It's all he can take and since we didn't bother to restrain him he joins us on the bed looking for a place to join in, running his hands over both of us whispering how much watching has turned him on. I reach for him from under you and stroke him while I continue to lick and suck on your clit. He moves forward in my hand and enters you, moving slowly at first then gaining speed as you start to move in time with him. You cum and he slows to make it last with long even strokes while I lick your wetness from him and you alike.
We reverse positions with me on top and I take a vibrator and slide it inside of you as my mouth finds your clit again. He joins us by sliding inside of me and now it is my turn to be licked and filled at the same time. I start to cum almost immediately, but keep the vibrator moving inside of you on low speed, turning it up as you climax again. He can' take anymore and goes still, pumping inside of me.
We collapse in a big sticky, satisfied mess and, with my head on your hip, I look at him and say, "So... how was the rest of your night?"
The next morning, after a long, satisfying sleep, we embrace and, as you walk out the door, you call back over your shoulder, "So how about my place next weekend?"
I smile at hubby and we know we have found an exciting new friend.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 2
