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The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 8

Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KennethPierce, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

teasing fingertips across my anus. "Connor..." I whimpered, sensing a monster tidal wave of an orgasm approaching on the horizon. He went for broke, slamming into me as hard as he could--every impact rattling my teeth. My fingers clawed at his muscular back, holding on for dear life. His lips tugged at my nipples-- "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I went off the deep end, a stream of half-conscious horny words pouring out of me with his every thrust: "Oh yeah! Fuck me you stud! Fill me up! Fuck my little pussy! I'm so wet for you, Connor! I'm so fucking wet! Harder! Harder! Aaah!!!" The sound of my voice finally set Connor off. His face contorted in beautiful agony--his cock spasmed inside the deepest part of me-- I screamed. That tidal wave of pleasure smashed down on me with all its force, and every muscle in my body went suddenly, blissfully, limp. Panting, Connor dropped me onto the bed and withdrew his sticky cock from my body. I fought to get air back in my lungs. "That was..." "Yeah," he whispered. He stretched out beside me on the bed, we looked into each other's eyes, and--still entirely out of breath--we kissed. Thirty seconds later, Tracy started to moan. ******** SHANE ******** Earlier that night... I gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles. After three years of unconsummated tension, and an entire day of build-up, Tracy was on fire. Mid-blowjob, she dazedly muttered, "Mmm, I could suck your cock forever," and I'm fairly sure she meant it. The look in her eyes brought me ... right to the edge--every nerve in my body screaming for me to just cut loose and blow my load in the girl's beautiful mouth. But I didn't. Much as it pained me to do so, I pulled Tracy's loving red lips off my cock and zipped up my pants. "Not just yet," I chided her. She whimpered in frustration. Instead, I pulled her onto my lap--the two of us passionately dry-humping as we kissed and moaned and whispered in each other's ears about all the naughty things that might have been. "I can't believe we waited a whole year to do this," she panted. "Giving you that lap dance last Christmas was like the most exciting thing I've ever done. Why didn't you ask for a repeat performance?" "I thought it was just a 'once in a lifetime' sort of a treat." Tracy suddenly pulled away, levelling her gaze at me, "And who the hell put that idea in your head?" "After the wedding, Connor came up to me and said--" "Connor?! He told me YOU said that." "I said it? No, no, he came up to me and asked if--" “Exactly! He asked ! He wasn't telling you it was once in a lifetime, he was asking you. He and I talked about it, and he was supposed to find out if you guys were interested in taking things further!" I blinked. "I... I guess I misinterpreted." "You 'misinterpreted?!'” She turned red. “Do you have any idea how much it messed with my head when you didn't want to fool around with me again after that night?" I laughed, but Tracy didn't share my amusement. "Trace, considering how much of our honeymoon was ...