3.1
Interventions - Chris's Side
This is "the other" perspective on the third of "The Pru Chronicles." Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Only one of the Chronicles is fully fiction, and one other is based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. Otherwise, yeah, some of this is true...
Chris is a young Air Force fighter pilot who has pursued and attained his dream girl, Pru, a beautiful, vivacious, blue-eyed, blonde with the athletic body of a dancer, and someone else's wife. She's 23 years old and has been married to Sean for just over a year. He was captivated when he first saw her, and judging by her response to his first pass, she was as well. Having finally made her his, in Chapter 2.5, "No Just a Little Less - Chris's Side," Chris wanted more. He wanted to stretch her every boundary and beautiful body part in the few months that he had until her husband returned home. Who knows, maybe he'd find a way to keep her if he played it right, and the ride would be more than worth the effort.
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Chris couldn't understand what Sean's problem was. How could he have let such a sexy woman be so unfulfilled? Whatever the answer, he was more than happy to have come along to fill the void, and hers, as often as he could. It may have taken him almost a month to "get inside," but once he'd finally staked his claim deep inside her beautiful, blonde love canal, (Chapter 2.5, "No Just a Little Less - Chris's Side") she wanted it just as much and often as he wanted to give it to her, and he knew it.
He also knew she wanted to keep things quiet, so they went out of their way to be discreet, at first anyway.
They stuck to their previous routine, going to the club pool from time to time, Friday night happy hours, and Saturday night dancing, all with the big group of Pru's and Sean's friends. But they'd leave a little early and race to Chris's apartment to finish the night fucking and sucking until they collapsed, only to do it again the next day. Some days they'd skip the socializing, and Chris would walk to Pru's house after dark, where they'd also fuck and suck until they collapsed with the lights turned down to discourage visitors.
It was glorious, and he couldn't get enough of her.
He also didn't care at all if everyone knew about them. She was his now, and he couldn't be happier. With a few subtle changes, it didn't take him long to lead her to being less careful in their zeal to be all over each other as much as possible. He started with lingering a little longer in hugs, then let hands wander a little further down her back and ass while dancing or standing in the bar, and progressively holding her closer, pressing their midsections together more and more while dancing. As he'd hoped, their friends couldn't help noticing that they paid more attention to each other than anyone else, and they also noticed the barely hidden over-intimacy. Sean's buddy, Buck, was one of those friends who noticed.
Chris's plan was working better than he'd hope, so he was able to coax Pru into taking other careless chances too. More and more often, she even initiated them.
After one particularly successful day of flying, Chris just had to share his excitement with Pru, taking her down the hall to an empty party room at the club house before happy hour to tell her the story. As he looked into her blue eyes while telling his story, his cock began to bulge through this flight suit as usual when they were close. Pru kept looking intently into his eyes as he told his story, nodding with an exaggeratedly serious and interested expression, as she slowly went to her knees, pulling his flight suit sipper up to his waist. Still listening and looking into his eyes, she fished out his erect cock and began sucking.
He kept telling his story, more slowly and in halting phrases, while also stroking her hair as she licked and sucked him. When he came, his story telling was over, and he only focused on her efforts to swallow, and the smile on her face as she did. She polished the head of his cock briefly with her tongue, then rezipped his flight suit. They stepped into the hallway as Pru circled her tongue around her lips to collect the last drops of Chris's cum, swallowed, and smoothed her skirt down her thighs where it had ridden up.
At the opposite end of the dark hall, Buck was also just walking out of the men's room. He nodded a solemn greeting as they walked up to him. Pru took both men's arms and walked into the bar with them like nothing had happened, and Buck didn't say a word. The two men made eye contact, and Chris shrugged with a smile. Buck stared, stone-faced but dropped it.
The next night, after closing the bar, Chris noticed that theirs were the last two cars in the dark parking lot. Ordinarily, they'd have a quick kiss before leaving, but he was hot and ready for more. After looking around, Chris reached up her skirt, slid Pru's panties off, and stuffed them into his back pocket, while she hurriedly unzipped his jeans. He lifted her, pressing her bare ass against the car as she wrapped her legs around him, guiding his cock into her already wet pussy with her hand. Since they were in such a public setting, he fucked her quickly, stopping after he came in her and Pru melted into a light orgasm.
"You're so bad," she giggled, her legs still around his waist and his cock still inside.
He smirked, kissed her, then said, "Not too bad, judging from your reaction, lady in red." He also thought,
I knew I could get her to do that. I wonder what's next? When we get to my place in a few, we'll have to find out. I think a blowjob outside at the front door will be a nice start.
She dropped her legs, bent down and slurped his cock in a single swipe, then they got in their cars and drove away.
Buck sat in his truck two lots down watching and fuming. He didn't know what bothered him more, the fact that Pru was doing this with
anyone
behind Sean's back, or that it was with anyone
but Buck
. But no, he couldn't do that to Sean. He thought,
And that's not what good girls do, so it doesn't make sense that Pru would be doing it, beautiful, blonde, good girl that she is, with such great legs. And that ass... holy shit. No. No. Not thinking that.
He'd have been even more bothered had he known what Chris would do to Pru for much of the night, while Buck struggled with what to do about his own raging hard on.
The weeks went by in a blur like this. Pru and Chris fucked and sucked their way through several weeks, and like he had already, he continued pressing his luck with more intimacy around their friends, establishing that they were now a couple, and she was now all his. He was also making her more and more comfortable with never refusing anything he asked, and, instead, accepting that she belonged to him.
He was then sent across the country for a week of temporary duty, which would cause an unwanted break in their crazy adventure, but maybe it would give him some time to better strategize the long-term win. While flying in Utah, Chris reconnected with an old girlfriend, Kate, who he had dated when he was in pilot training there. Why not? It was Pru who was married, not Chris, although maybe that would change someday if things went as planned.
When Kate arrived at the bar the first night, Chris was immediately struck by her resemblance to Pru. Both were blonde and blue eyed, and Kate was in decent shape. But she was no Pru. Still, the girl did have skills.
He had worked his magic on her two years before, and the "training" was still evident. She was ready to suck and fuck him on demand, pretty much wherever they were, and he took advantage that willingness every night. He also imagined it was Pru every night, the thought of whom enhanced his orgasms every time and firmed his resolve to keep Pru for his own permanently.
In the time he had with Kate, though, he outdid even himself in his ability to manipulate a horny young woman who had already shown a tasted for his brown tool. Knowing he was heading back to Pru's bed at the end of the week, he figured he had nothing to lose. He didn't hesitate to run his hands up her thighs and under her skirt to cup her ass while dancing in full view of other dancers and people in the bar. Although embarrassed with the public display, Kate went with it and immersed herself in the attention. At their table, he'd casually reach between her thighs and stroke her moist labia with his middle finger, while she brushed her skirt down to block anyone's direct view.
When they left the club each night, they'd make out for a few minutes in her car in the parking lot, most times leading to blowjob before hurrying to the visiting officers' quarters where they'd hustle inside, clothes already in disarray. He'd pin her to his door as he unlocked it, kissing her passionately and using his free hand to slide her panties down. After opening the door, they'd stumble into the room still kissing, and he'd throw her on the bed, crouching between her thighs and licking her pussy, outside and in, slowly and deliberately. Often leaving the door wide open, they'd hear couples who were wandering down the hall to a room of their own, many cheering them on. If one of the other couples hadn't already closed his door, Chris kicked it closed when he threw off his flight suit and climbed onto her, fucking her fast and hard like a man possessed.
For him, every night was an opportunity to pretend he was exploring Pru. He became more aggressive as the week went on partly just to see how far he could push Kate, but also, less intentionally, in frustration that she wasn't Pru, who he was starting to realize was becoming more than just a hot and willing piece of ass - which she still was! His experiences with Kate also gave him ideas for new boundaries to stretch with Pru.
For Kate, she took every bit of Chris's crazy aggressiveness as pent up desire from their time apart, and she was willing to let him do whatever he wanted to her, wherever he wanted it. She realized this was her second and probably last chance to snare this guy and his awesome cock, and she wasn't going blow the opportunity, even if she was going to blow him as much as she could.
His short assignment over, Chris and Kate said their goodbyes with one last fuck in the car in the squadron parking lot, with several of his buddies watching from inside. When he walked into the ready room, his boss, who had seen Chris in the club at home many times with Pru, grinned and said, "I guess the old saying's true for you, bud, 'one in every port,' huh?"
Chris shrugged and grinned back, already trying to suppress the erection that was forming as he thought about what he was going to do with Pru back at the home port!
After landing in the late afternoon, his first stop was at Pru's. Unfortunately for their sexcapades, her best friend from home, Leigh, had a week to go in a two-week visit. So the lovers had a short, platonic visit that afternoon, after which Chris stopped at the club for a couple of beers with the guys. He'd have to be strategic to find the opportunities to make up for the lost week with Pru while Leigh was still in town.
