It's April 16th and I'm running out of time. What do you get the most amazing man in the world for our anniversary on the 18th? For most other men, the answer is obvious, sex. But, we are not a typical couple...and, while I know he would THOROUGHLY enjoy 24 hrs of non-stop love making, I want to make this an anniversary he will NEVER forget.
I've been on craiglist for days trying to find the right ad, when I stumble upon the perfect one: "Curvy woman seeks couple to play with." Her ad states that she is the same body style as I am and that she has no experience being with another woman, which is great for me, because I am inexperienced as well. Also, she's willing to let my husband watch and possibly even join in. After a few email exchanges, she agrees to meet me for coffee to discuss plans for our first "play date".
I'm sitting at a back table in Starbucks wearing a long black maxi skirt and a dark purple, low cut shirt with flip flops showing off me freshly pedicured toes. The minute she walks through the door, I know she's the one I've been emailing. We could be twins. She's tall, with dark red hair and a fair complexion. She has curves in all the right places and brown eyes that'll knock you to the ground. She's wearing a pair of jean capris and an OU shirt (I know he'll enjoy this on that fact alone!). She spots me and waves as she approaches the counter to order a beverage. After receiving her coffee, she joins me at my back table.
"Hi, I'm Amanda," I say as I stand to greet her.
"Casey...It's nice to finally meet you in person!" She says and she goes in for a hug, taking me by surprise.
As she wraps her arms around me and I feel her breasts press against mine, I get a tingling feeling in all the right spots and I know I've made the right decision. We sit back down and visit for a while.
I told her about the fantasies that my husband and I have and the ones we've sought out and fulfilled and the ones we have remaining, and included the one, I hope, we are about to check off the list. She listens intently as I describe my sexy husband and his likes and dislikes in the bedroom, along with my own likes and dislikes.
"I have to admit, sitting here listening to you talk, I'm incredibly turned on!" Casey admitted.
"I am too! And to be perfectly honest, when you hugged me, I felt we had chemistry that would work well in our favor!" I responded to her.
We continued to talk, but I realized she was glancing behind me every few seconds. So, I gave her a questioning glance.
"There are two men in suits sitting behind you who have not stopped watching us since I got here," she whispered, "Want to give them something to stare at?"
Her last comment took me by surprise, but excited me!
"Oh, definitely!" I said back to her, wondering what she had in mind. She got up from her seat and slid in next to me on my side of the booth. Her back was to the two men who had been watching us. I glanced up at them as she leaned in and kissed my neck. We definitely had their attention now, along with the attention of several other patrons. To include an old woman who was giving us looks of disgust.
I wrapped my arm around her neck as her lips found their way to mine. Having never kissed a woman I was a little nervous, but when her lips touched mine, it was like I had been kissing her all my life. It came so natural. Her lips were so soft and so skilled. Her tongue gently parted my lips and darted playfully around my mouth. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Then, she broke our embrace and our kiss and whispered to me to follow her. She slid out of the booth first, and then I followed. She walked in front of me, so I caught up to her and put my hand on the small of her back as we passed our audience. I turned and winked at the two attractive men who had been watching us and they both smiled like fools.
"Ok, so which day and what time?" she asked once we got outside next to her car, which was, ironically, right next to mine.
"This Saturday, the 18th around 2pm," I told her. "I want you to be there before he gets home, you are his anniversary surprise!"
Before she got into her car, she leaned in and kissed me again. Surprisingly, I didn't want her to stop.
"I'll see you Saturday," she said with a big grin.
"I can't wait!" I admitted. Then she got into her car and drove away. I climbed into my truck and say there for a few minutes, replaying the last few minutes in my head with a big, goofy smile on my face.
I was so wet. My pussy ached to be touched. I sat there for a few minutes trying to decide if I should just take care of it then or wait until I got home to my sexy husband and let him do it...or both. (I'm sure you can guess which decision I made!)
I hiked my skirt up around my thighs to expose my bare pussy (I had long since stopped wearing panties, except on special occasions). I leaned my head back onto my seat as my fingers made their way to my soaking wet hole. I slid one finger inside and let out a loud moan, forgetting my windows were cracked to let the heat out. I slid another finger in and allowed my thumb to caress my sensitive, swollen clit.
"Oh, damn, she was so hot!"I cried out as my hands explored my own playground. I opened my eyes to see the two men in suits were standing next to their car, which was right beside my truck. I got even more excited knowing they were watching.
I slide to the middle seat in my truck and unlocked the doors and motioned for them to join me. One climbed in the drivers side and the other on the passengers side. Their eyes were fixated on my dripping wet pussy and my hand manipulating it. It was hot in my truck, and I had a sheen of sweat forming on my face and on my chest. Tiny drops of sweat ran down in to my blouse as I pleasured myself for my audience.
It only took a few minutes for the first man to whip out his cock and begin to stroke it while watching me. The second quickly followed suit. We were all three sitting in my truck masturbating while watching the others.
Watching them stroke was making me so hot and wet, but it wasn't enough. So, I quickly surveyed the real estate and decided the man on my right had the bigger, thicker cock. WIthout saying a word, I lifted myself onto his cock and let him slide inside my tight hole.
"Oh, holy shit!" he yelled as I begin to bounce up and down on his thick member.
The other man couldn't stand it, and blew his load all over my steering wheel. Without missing a beat, I handed him napkin and he cleaned it up before returning to his own car. Which left me sitting on the other man's cock, riding him hard. He had his hands on my hips pulling me down onto him which drove his cock DEEP into my pussy.
"Fuck me!" I yelled, "Oh, fuck me hard!"
My orgasm approached as he drove his cock deep inside me. I felt a spray of hot semen hit my cervix which triggered my orgasm and my pussy got even tighter around his dick.
"Oh, fuck! You're so hot!" he said between moans and gasps of pleasure. When we had both stopped shaking, I climbed off his cock and slid my skirt back down over my hips. He cleaned himself up, thanked me, and exited my truck. I fired up the truck and turned the AC on full blast. I was dripping with sweat, and cum.
I glanced at the clock, 12:45. Damn, you were still at school for at least 3 more hours. I didn't think I could wait that long. So, the slut in me took over, once again.
I drove the 15 minutes from Starbucks to the local high school where you taught English. I pulled into the parking spot next to your Harley, quickly fixed myself up in the mirror and climbed out of my truck.
As I walked into the school, I heard a few HS seniors whistling and heard them saying, "Dude, that's Mr. Jackson's wife...she's so hot!"
I smiled at them, but inside laughed at the thought. They didn't have a clue. I made my way to the office to get my visitors badge and then made my way to your classroom. I had managed to time it just right so that you were on your planning period. The door to your classroom didn't have any windows and it locked from the inside...perfect.
I knocked on the door and waited for you to open it. I heard you grumble and moan on the other side of the door, but your expression and attitude quickly changed when you saw your sweaty, sexy wife standing on the other side.
"Hey babe, what are you doing here?" you asked.
"I have a surprise for you!" I said as I stepped into the classroom and closed the door behind me, making sure it locked.
"Oh? And what is that?" you asked with a smile on your face.
Without a word I lifted myself up on your desk and motioned for you to sit down in your chair facing me. You sat down, and slid your hands up my legs inside my skirt. I pulled the skirt up over my hips and exposed my fresh cream pie to you.
"Oh shit, babe!" you said quietly as you buried your face in my pussy. "My wife has been a little slut this morning hasn't she?" you asked when you came up for air.
While you pleasured me, I told you the story of what had happened, omitting the part about Casey. She was, after all, your anniversary surprise. Reliving the morning coupled with your skilled tongue on my pussy made me so hot!
"Babe, you're going to make me cum!" I whispered between moans. But, you didn't stop or even slow down.
You sucked my clit into your mouth and I lost it! Instinctively, my hand pushed your head away from my sensitive pussy as my orgasm rippled through my body. I stuck my finger in my mouth to muffle my sounds of pleasure. While I was distracted, you lean down and got one more good lick in before I closed my thighs and pulled my skirt down. I hopped off your desk and you wrapped your arms around me, kissing me so I could taste all the juices that had leaked from my slut pussy.
"That was the best surprise ever babe! I love you!" you whispered in my ear.