Ch 05 Thought That Was Out Of Her

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Thought That Was Out of Her System

This is the fifth 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...

Pru is a beautiful, vivacious, blue-eyed, blonde with the athletic body of a dancer. She is 24 years old and has been married for just over two years. This story continues Pru's sexual journey after her experience with William in "Distinguished Photos." After another romantic experience with him at his mountain villa while reviewing her portfolio, Pru and William agreed to part as very close friends who could have had so much more in another life, without their 40-year age gap - and her being married. Although sad to leave her mature lover and teacher behind, Pru took it as her chance to again reset to being a "normal" good girl and good wife. She knew she had taken liberties during her still new marriage, but now she could leave those experiences behind as fading memories that no longer mattered moving forward. She would learn again that life isn't always as simple as our best intentions.

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As much as Pru had "expanded her horizons" with the help of several lovers, things had not improved much in her sex life at home. Ironically, as much as she had enjoyed her extracurricular sexual adventures, she was reluctant to dip into her new repertoire with her husband, Sean. Those new skills didn't seem consistent with the "good girl" image that she had worked so hard to present to him, and it was important to her that he see his wife as the virginal girl that she wanted him to believe he had married, not some mindless slut.

It didn't help that Sean had learned from friends, including Pru's best friend, Lisa, that Pru had gotten "overly close" to Chris, and that there was "a weird episode with your buddy, Buck," while Sean was overseas. However, with only gossip and innuendos to go by, Sean didn't have much to argue with when Pru insisted that the busy bodies were simply making things up that had nothing to do with reality. These conversations almost always ended with Pru furious at Sean for not trusting her and Sean unsure what to believe.

Fanning the flames for Sean were the occasional indignities that he felt he suffered through incidents at the club. On one night, the last before Chris transferred away, their friend group had met at the bar to say farewell, only to have one of Chris's pilot buddies wedge himself next to Chris, shove him to the side, and sing an old country song with a grin and nod at Sean, "Move it on over... the big dog's back in town!" Or, on other nights when small groups of single officers sat huddled with Mike on the other side of the dance floor. As Mike talked and nodded his head toward Pru, the other young men's eyes grew wide, and they grinned and back-slapped Mike. All occasions like this were guaranteed to end with Pru angrily denying any truth to the rumors, and Sean unsure who to believe.

On a typical evening at the club after arguing about what had or hadn't happened, Pru was on the dance floor with Mamie and their new friend Charlie. Charlie was a military wife with a reputation that she not only did not deny but was proud of - she could and had bedded any young officer on whom she set her sights, often blowing him in a dark room in the club somewhere before returning to the party. That reputation as the club slut didn't make Charlie one of Sean's favorite young wives for Pru to hang around with, especially with the rumors that still nagged at him.

On the other side of the dance floor on a raised platform sat Barry, a visiting fighter pilot with a group of other pilots at the base for a couple of weeks of special training flights. Like any group of young pilots, the men were letting off steam by drinking beer and ogling the women on the dance floor, making bets on which each thought he had a chance with tonight. Barry stayed out of their revery but was watching and wondering about the women just the same. He especially loved the look of the crazy blonde. That girl could shake her ass, and there was something about the look in her eyes and the way that she carried herself that suggested real fire within!

Laughing and dancing without paying any attention to the growing crowd in the bar, Pru was surprised when up walked a hulk of a pilot. Barry looked to her like a cross between an NFL lineman and a farm hand playing dress up in a flight suit. He smiled and began dancing with all three women, then focused his attention on Pru, smiling more broadly as he did and cornering her by herself by a side rail.

Sean was drinking beer and swapping stories with his pals as the big pilot took the dance floor with Pru. Wondering what he'd have to say to run off yet another guy, Sean stood suddenly and walked directly between Barry and Pru, pushing the big man backwards, saying, "Hey, dude, who the fuck do you think you're hitting on?"

Pru raised her voice in concern, "Sean, don't! It was nothing! We were just dancing!"

Both friend-groups jumped to their feet on opposite sides of the bar. Barry stepped back and stopped dancing, his face suddenly serious. Then he broke into another smile, "I'm hitting on this blonde with the nice ass,

dude

. If she's your wife, so much the better!"

The two men suddenly shook hands vigorously and pounded each other's back grinning. Barry bellowed, "Sean! Holy shit, man! How long's it been? If this is your wife, I don't have to ask how you're doing!"

Sean told Pru, "Barry was an upperclassman in college. Crazy guy!"

Pru sighed and nodded, "Well, it's nice to meet you then," and she went back to dancing with Mamie. Charlie had just taken a seat at Barry's table and was surrounded by new prospects. Through the rest of the night, Barry went back and forth from drinking with Sean and his buddies to dancing with Pru and Mamie.

As the night wound down, a smiling Charlie headed for the door with two of Barry's buddies who high fived each other as they walked out with her. Pru and Sean told Barry goodnight and promised to meet him the following week at the club for happy hour.

A week later, Barry and Sean spent the evening catching up again over beer, in between Barry's turns on the dance floor with Pru and Mamie. As they danced, Pru noticed Barry obviously checking Pru out, head to toe - or tits to ass. Each time Barry looked up and saw that he was caught, he simply winked and shrugged. As they walked out at the end of the night, Barry followed Pru, one catchers-mitt sized hand under her ass guiding her through the door, and he said, "I could watch you move every night, babe."

She laughed over her shoulder and shook her ass playfully in his hand, "Dare to dream, flyboy."

Sean, who was already outside and didn't see or hear anything, yelled back at them, "Hey, Barry, we're having a little cookout at the house tomorrow. Come on over, rather than hanging around visiting officers' quarters with the other pilot dweebs."

Barry, yelled back, "I'll be there, bud, thanks! I'll need a ride though." He gave Pru's ass a gentle squeeze and ran his middle finger up the crease of her ass, whispering, "I dream that

this

is on the menu."

"Don't count on it," and Pru strutted away to the car enjoying Barry's attention as she went. She didn't mention him pawing her to her husband.

Sean picked Barry up the next afternoon and brought him to their house. The usual group was there, grilling burgers and drinking beer, although Mamie was there with her husband Calvin, since he was in town, rather than her part-time boyfriend, Mike. As it got dark, the party was winding down early for a change, with only Barry, Mamie, and Calvin still there. As the beer ran low, Mamie told Sean, "Let's all go down to our house. We have beer. Cal and I will head over now. You guys come on over when you're ready."

Still sitting on the couch in the Pru and Sean's living room, Barry rested a hand on Pru's thigh and smiled at Sean who sat on the other couch, "Sean, remember my wife, Bea, from school? Well, her father is retired Navy in the Philippines. Great guy. He lives like a king over there. And let's just say he has a

bohemian

lifestyle, kind of like a harem. We went to visit him once, and he sort of gave me the tour... I went a couple of times more without Bea, and she was pissed a first. Since then, though, we've adopted an

arrangement

. We each are free to do whatever we're going to do away from home as long as it's discreet and no one brings anything home."

Sean said, "Wow, maybe Pru wants

us

to get in on that deal." Pru rolled her eyes but didn't answer.

A few minutes later, Pru and Barry headed to separate bathrooms before the walk to Mamie's house, and Sean picked up the empties around the room. After a few minutes more, Sean stepped into the dark hallway to call out and hurry them along, when he saw motion to his right in the front bedroom. Standing in the middle room, lit only by the streetlight outside were Pru and Barry, facing each other only a foot apart talking quietly and not noticing Sean outside the door.

Pru was rolling her eyes and shaking her head. Barry's hands went to her hips, and he whispered, "Come on, just one."

"No, are you crazy?" and she put her hands on his arms to push him away.

Barry leaned in for a kiss. Pru turned her face up, the big man all but wrapping himself around her as he stepped closer and kissed her, Pru's hands still on his arms but not resisting. Before walking back to the living room, Sean watched long enough to see Pru open her mouth, clearly returning the kiss. A few minutes later, the two walked out separately, Pru looking flushed, and Barry looking satisfied. The three of them left to walk to Mamie and Calvin's house, with Sean not mentioning what he'd seen.

Many beers later, Barry and Pru were the only ones not hammered, and Pru decided it was time to get Sean home and in bed before he was too far gone. The two of them and Barry started walking back. Halfway to the house, Sean stumbled to the ground in the base commander's yard and lay there laughing. In a flash, Barry picked him up and hustled down the street to Sean and Pru's house before his friend got into trouble.

While Barry carried him, a semi-lucid Sean slurred, "Hey, pal. You know, I saw you two earlier."

"Oh, I'm sorry, man. I don't mean to be a lousy friend, but you know your wife is hot," Barry said, pseudo-apologetically.

Sean shook his head and said drunkenly before passing out, "No, it's ok. I know she's hot. Every guy on base is hot for her. I shouldn't tell you this, but you might have a chance. It won't be the first time."

Barry chuckled, "Well that's awful neighborly of you. Maybe I will," and he watched Pru's ass as she walked a short distance in front of them.

"To tell you the truth, I still haven't figured out how to get her to let go of her inhibitions and her mother's rules," Sean replied. "If you can get her to give in you, then do it. At least somebody would be. And who knows, maybe we'll end up with the deal you and Bea have?"

As Barry carried Sean into the house, Pru held the door and asked, "What's he saying?"

"Oh, nothing. Drunk talk. Where do you want him?" Barry answered.

After depositing Sean in bed, the very drunk husband patted Barry on the shoulder, "Go ahead, seriously. If she'll do it, fuck her, man. Why not, if she's willing?"

Barry walked down the dark hallway and met Pru where she waited at the front door. Barry stood over her with his big frame, saying, "I'm pretty sure he's ok with this," and pulled her into a kiss.

Pru pulled away and dodged Barry to walk through the front door, "Why don't we just get you home before he sobers up and loses his shit."

Outside, Barry grabbed Pru from behind by the hips and pulled her back, turning her around to face him and kissing her again. Trying to placate him and get him home, she returned the kiss as the big man ran one huge hand over her ass and the other massaged her tits.

She dodged away again and hurried to open the car's passenger door. He sat in the car, legs still out and pulled her to him by her arms. She stumbled forward with Barry catching her and kissing her again as she bent over into the car over him. This time both his hands drifted under the bottom of her T-shirt and over her bra, pinching both nipples lightly.

Inside the house, Sean had stumbled his way to the front bedroom and was watching out the window as Pru kissed Barry and tried to untangle from him. Barry reached a hand around still under her shirt, unclasped her bra, then pulled it up and over both breasts, engulfing both in his big hands. Not wanting to stand up with her tits exposed, Pru kept tongue kissing him while she pulled his hands from her chest and pushed her shirt down. He pulled his legs in the car, she closed the door and ran around to the driver's side, pulling her bra out through one of her sleeves and tossing it on the backseat as she got in. As she was backing out, Sean settled into the guest bed rather than stumbling back down the hall, clear images of his wife making out with his friend.

Pru pulled away quickly and drove as fast as she could to Barry's quarters, hoping to drop him off without further craziness. Barry turned to face her as she drove, reached over and popped open her jeans in one quick motion. She shot him a sideways glance as a warning, but he was already working the zipper and quickly got it down.

"I see you're going to be trouble until I get you home. Don't forget it's after midnight and the base police have no one else to arrest but us for lewd behavior or conduct unbecoming or something," she said in her schoolmarm voice.

"Right, good thought," and he pulled back the fingertips that had just slipped under the waistband of her panties. After a pause and realizing that she hadn't yet swatted his hand away, he resumed massaging her now braless tits. She gave a frustrated sigh and then heard another zipper. Barry smiled and said, "Here, this might give you something to think about," and he pulled her free hand to his lap.

Trying to watch the road, Pru was puzzled only for a moment, until she realized she now had a very large and warm cock in her hand. Not yet fully erect, it was impressive, nonetheless. She tried to pull her hand back, but Barry's hand wrapped around hers to keep it firmly around his shaft.

She pulled into a parking space at the hotel-like visiting officers' quarters and turned to look at him with a stern look, "Ok, bad boy. Time for you to go before we get arrested."

He smiled and squeezed her hand on his now growing cock and continued massaging her tits. He rolled a nipple between a finger and his thumb then pinched and held it, still squeezing her hand around is shaft. Her head went back, and her eyes closed, "Ohhhh," and her hand took over her own massage of his cock, fingers not quite touching around the thick tool.

Barry pulled her toward him with the hand he had been holding hers with, and he kissed her. She didn't respond at first, and he dropped that hand under her shirt to pinch her nipple again, this time more firmly. She answered with a moan and started slowly stroking his cock. "We can't do this. Are you crazy? Half the guys in these quarters know both of us," Pru said sensibly.

"Good point," Barry said, pinching her other nipple. "Come inside out of the public view, just for a few minutes, if that's all you want." He rolled her nipple and plunged his tongue back into her mouth.

She inhaled sharply and reached her hand to the base of his cock and under his enormous balls. She gasped as her she felt a tingle from her chest down to her pussy as he squeezed her nipple. "Fine. Just a few minutes though."

He stuffed his cock back into his pants but didn't bother buttoning up, just pulled his shirt down. Pru zipped her pants and pulled her T-shirt back to her waist. Inside, she was relieved to see no one in the hallway while Barry fumbled with the room key.

He held open the door and bowed. Pru walked in and turned to face him with a pensive look. Barry locked the door, turned the bathroom light on, and partially closed the door leaving the room barely lit. He stood in front of her, kissed her lightly then sat on an easy chair and said, "Take your clothes off."

"That's your come on? 'Take your clothes off?'" Pru laughed.

Barry smiled faintly, "No. That's just what I want you to do. I mean it. I 've wanted you naked since I first saw you and definitely all day today."

Pru put her hands on her hips, unsure how to take this. Before she answered, Barry kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt off, revealing a hefty body, covered in dark hair. He wasn't a body builder, but he also wasn't fat. He was

big

. He stood to drop his pants and underwear, then sat again, and spoke softly, "Hmmm. We both know what's going to happen, so why are you still dressed?"

As he spoke, Pru noticed his already large cock had grown. Hanging between his thighs, although it wasn't the longest that she had seen, it sure looked and felt like the widest. It was massive.

The seriousness in his voice got her attention when he spoke again, "Pru. I said I want you naked. Now."

His tone bothered her as much as his arrogance in speaking to her that way. But, for whatever reason she couldn't come up with, she didn't walk out. Instead, she found her herself slowly stepping out of her shoes, then dropping her jeans and panties at her feet. She put her hands on her hips, still wearing the T-shirt and glaring at Barry. He stood and calmly gripped her T-shirt at the collar with both hands and tore it from her body.

Stunned, her eyes went wide but she froze. In that time, he pushed her back on the bed, then lifted her by her torso like she was weightless, upside down and facing him, her legs in the air over his head and her head dangling between his thighs. He dipped his face between her thighs and plunged his tongue between her pink and fleshy puss lips. Pru wrapped her arms around his thighs and her thighs around his head for stability, disoriented from being held upside down.

Barry held on to her with one arm, licking deeper into her, and with his other hand, lifted his massive erection to her lips. He stopped plunging his tongue into her pussy long enough to say, "Get busy."

Pru let go of his legs to hold onto Barry's cock with both hands, while she licked the enormous head. After several tries, she managed to squeeze the head into her mouth and began stroking the shaft with both hands. Barry put his free hand back to work fingering her with a middle finger that was as thick as some cocks that she had been fucked with. When his finger was good and wet, he reached down and slipped it into Pru's mouth, and she sucked her juice from it.

Still holding her up, he turned and lay on his back on the bed, pulling her over him, her wet pussy still over his face. Upright again, Pru went back to work doing her best to suck the enormous cock while stroking the shaft. As her mouth began to feel sore from being held so wide, she got some relief when he turned her onto her back. His hulking body then descended over her as he positioned himself between her legs, his cock resting on her moist bush as he smiled at her.

"You're not ready for this, but there's only one way to get ready," he lifted her legs so that her knees rested on his hips, her feet wrapped behind his back. He then placed his cock at her vulva and pushed in.